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There are lots of places to eat in the surrounding area; you only have to walk a few steps to find something.
Steady weight gain.
I had a dream that lasted neither a particularly long nor particularly short time.
The job in the dream went like this:
They would tell you how amazing this position was.
Not many people can do it anymore (actually, it’s just that nobody needs to use it anymore). There was so, so much to learn, and you would gain an enormous amount from it, blah blah blah.
Then they would tell you how valuable your status was: you were a member of the XAXXO head office.
In reality, your company was just an outsourcing firm, and you were a tiny cog in a call center.
Every day, you were crammed into a tiny desk surrounded by pale blue partitions, wearing a lousy single-ear headset and doing the same thing. You couldn’t stretch your legs out, and the chair could leave you with an aching back at any moment.
There really was a lot to learn. Marketing is a living thing, but they taught it as if it were dead.
So there were plenty of dead things for you to learn.
Whether you could master your dead training materials and bring them back to life was up to you.
But first, you had to experience one particular line: everyone is extremely, extremely busy, so you’ll have to figure some things out on your own. We may not have time to teach you. You can ask your senior colleagues, but your senior colleagues are also extremely busy. You can take a look at the materials they had back then and see how complete and comprehensive they were—the difference from the materials in your hands is like night and day.
Then I dreamed that every job has its own targets or KPIs.
Here, you had a KPI that sounded easy but was difficult to achieve.
I won’t go into the detailed criteria.
During the interview, they would paint you a rosy picture, saying that your work would be regular and easy.
They would also clearly explain the schedule and the approximate amount of time each task would take.
In reality, you were dreaming! You were dreaming within your dream!
Every day, you could keep yourself productively busy until the very last moment, without wasting a single second.
Once you put on that lousy single-ear headset, your life became full of: Please answer the phone, customer; please don’t block my calls; I don’t mind if you think I’m annoying for calling you every day—I only care whether I hit my KPI.
The two supervisors you would interact with at work were not bad people at heart. Unfortunately, people have to do what their position requires, and together with the company’s systems and the employer’s demands, they had no choice but to become the kind of people others dislike most: constantly breathing down your neck and relentlessly pressuring you. However, the me in the dream didn’t really mind, because everyone had their own difficulties.
Finally, if you dream of working in advertising and want to do marketing,
don’t think about coming here to gain experience.
Go directly to an agency or a specialized marketing company.
This place is "just outbound customer service," like the occasional calls you get from a telecom company asking whether you want to transfer your number.
If you’re skeptical, you can always come here and have a dream of your own.