I've been wagecucking for a week and a bit, and at my job I talk to people on the phone for 8 hours a day. Because I am a diagnosed sperg (part of me still expects them to fire me and I don't know why they hired me, probably because I seemed like a human punching bag that was young enough to know how to use windows 8 UI and I voicemog some people I've been told) speaking to people for 8 hours a day has to be done manually and is like running a marathon every day for a normal person.
When I ended the first week I immediately got home and went to sleep, dreamt about being at work, woke up 5 hours later with my heart thumping in my chest feeling like I was going to drop dead. I think if I worked this shit job for a decade or more I would actually die of a heart attack, went back to bed and slept another 8 hours. The commute is also two hours back and forth due to driver'slicenseceldom, so a 8 hour day is actually a 12 hour day or more and a 40 hour work week is actually a 60 hour week in which I spend 20 hours unpaid on a bus having to watch out for and get glared at by subhuman animals. It's not a healthy kind of heart thumping in my chest either. I need money to move out of my whore mother's house though. How long can I realistically work there before it destroys my body or brain permanently?
I know chinks work 80 hours a week fertilising rice fields with their poo but this is different, I am much more retarded and the stress is farther from what people evolved to deal with. I am actually not a lazy worker there, with more calls a day (they keep track of it) than two thirds of the others there on any given day, so I brutally exceed what Dunbar's number is for neurotypicals on a daily basis pretty much.
When I ended the first week I immediately got home and went to sleep, dreamt about being at work, woke up 5 hours later with my heart thumping in my chest feeling like I was going to drop dead. I think if I worked this shit job for a decade or more I would actually die of a heart attack, went back to bed and slept another 8 hours. The commute is also two hours back and forth due to driver'slicenseceldom, so a 8 hour day is actually a 12 hour day or more and a 40 hour work week is actually a 60 hour week in which I spend 20 hours unpaid on a bus having to watch out for and get glared at by subhuman animals. It's not a healthy kind of heart thumping in my chest either. I need money to move out of my whore mother's house though. How long can I realistically work there before it destroys my body or brain permanently?
I know chinks work 80 hours a week fertilising rice fields with their poo but this is different, I am much more retarded and the stress is farther from what people evolved to deal with. I am actually not a lazy worker there, with more calls a day (they keep track of it) than two thirds of the others there on any given day, so I brutally exceed what Dunbar's number is for neurotypicals on a daily basis pretty much.
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