The Misadventures of José Faxner

So yeah, I’ve got a part time job… It’s not immensely thrilling, and considering I only get to work a few nights a week it doesn’t really do alot for my finances either. It is kinda nice to be DOING something though, even if it amounts to bothering people with a few (not very interesting) questions. When I do get to talk about friendly, enthusiastic people, it’s actually kinda enjoyable, but most of the time seems to be spent trying to actually get hold of people, and people willing to be interviewed, at that.

All things considered though, I guess it’s a decent job for what it is. If nothing else, I’m infinitely grateful I’m not trying to sell anything to people, cause I’m not sure if I’d be able to live with myself doing that. I despise phone salesmen (well, not the actual people - if they have to take a job that shitty they certainly don’t need me being mad at them), and as far as I’m concerned it’s a horrible shopping method. One thing that surprised me though, is how much work it actually is. You’d think chatting on the phone is nothing, but I find myself getting really exhausted, and needing those 5 minutes off every hour pretty badly. I guess it’s a matter of getting used to it as well, but I will admit that it’s certainly taken a heavier toll on me than I would’ve anticipated. For one, I’ve practically started drinking coffee overnight. I guess time will tell whether I’ll make it into a habit or not, but as it stands I drink a few cups a day at work. Actually, I kind of hope it won’t become a habit, as I’m sure it’ll only turn into a downward spiral. :/ But I guess getting through the workday is the primary concern.