---This entry was made a month ago. And it still is true.---
This isn't about the movie with girls fighting, or the video game.
Lately, I'm beginning to think about quitting my job. I do feel stressed with it. It's like most of the time, I find myself dragging itself to work, like if I only had the choice of not going to work for a week then I wouldn't. But then again, we need to work or else, no bucks, and a bad record on file.
The problem is, I'm really not that interested with what I handle at work. Cars? Woah, I don't even know how to drive. I'm not even interested in them. And irate customers who wish for cost assistance even if they are already out of the parameters. What a life.
I was just thinking: what if I just waited for HSBC to call me? Would I be happier? Looking through bulletin posts at an online community for call center agents, I've seen some comments that if the position offered is for customer assistance, then it would be toxic. No thanks.
My ideal job is like this: I have the service, people call me for that, and I give them that service where I am very efficient at. (Note: not a 1-800 BRITNEY hotline or anything erotic). Meaning something wherein when you call, you would know automatically that that call is something that is within a specific range. Not like what I have now: a call comes in, and good luck: it would range from warranties to vehicle operations, up to vehicle complaints, reimbursements, bluetooth pairing, parts delay, some supervisor calls, dealer complaints and others. Others say it's just easy, but I still find it hard.
I just hope that I would be placed in something that is somewhat with a boundary. I want to be efficient, and even though it would be repetitive, I don't care. I'm the type of person who can go on and on being repetitive, just to know that I am being the best in that task. I don't want doing something wherein I'm not good at.
Dead or Alive
Sunday, December 21, 2008 by cArLo
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