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Today was rotten too, but not nearly so rotten as yesterday. I still had to sit in a windowless AC-less room making phone calls all day, but there was ice cream at some point and Nice Boss gave me a penguin. (McDonald's happy meal toy, he buys happy meals, I don't ask).

Actual conversation from yesterday, names changed to protect the asshole:

Me: May I speak to Mr. L, please?
Mr. L: This is he.
Me: I'm calling from The Theatre Box Office --
Mr. L: Oh! I LOVE THE THEATRE!
Me: That's great! Because I'm calling to --
Mr. L: Oh. You actually believed me.
Me: Uh...yes?
Mr. L: No, I hate your theatre. My wife drags me every year and I don't understand a word. I think The Theatre is a piece of shit.

Who does that. Seriously.

All day long I wondered why I was being punished, because I've been on "not telemarketing" for two days straight (nobody else has, and Coworker K has yet to make a single call). And then at the end of the day, randomly, Big Boss came over and touched my shoulder and was eerily nice. I don't understand.

I think I worried a lot of people yesterday, but I'm ok. Just tired.