Wasn’t sure whether to throw this into an ask community or here, but ultimately chose casual convo because I am lowkey also looking for advice lol
I landed a job last week (hired me on the spot, did training 3 days later) as one of those people who stand outside shops/etc. asking people to donate to charities. Reputable charities for the record and without cash donations, so not some scam. But the way this is organised is miserable!! I literally get told where I’m supposed to go the night before I go there. I also get paid exclusively based on how many people I get to donate (this was not on the job ad on Indeed). The job itself is fine, is whatever, but between the chaos of having to schedule my day last minute and never being sure how much I’ll make in a month… I need to hightail it out of here.
I get paid on the 15th of May, would it be inappropriate for me to quit right after? I’ll give two weeks notice of course. My team leader has been super sweet to me and is already telling me I’m a natural and she wants to promote me inside her team… I did hint at the fact this is just a temporary thing for me and what I really want is an office job, but she keeps insisting I should stay and can earn a lot more here (and tbf she makes €3000/month). To be honest this whole structure feels very pyramid scheme-ish lol minus the fact people don’t pay into it.
I’d love to hear your thoughts on this or any experience you want to share!
This was decades ago.
Not even an hour on the job. I was early 20ish, new to a city, answered an ad for an art gallery receptionist. Had the interview at the gallery, guy seemed straight-forward, I got the gig, was told I’d start in a week. That night, around 2am he started leaving phone messages, saying we needed to have a meeting immediately. I needed to be at his house by 6am. Went from inappropriately sweet to hoarse with yelling down the phone at me within a day. Call after call at all hours for a week. Told me at 8pm on a Saturday I needed to bring him donuts at his house by 9. That I needed to go shopping with him for a new skirt that would suit the office better. That I needed to respond immediately whenever he called. Literally did the “Don’t you know who I am?” “I can destroy you with a snap of my fingers,” “Don’t you understand what an opportunity this is for you?” whole shtick.
Didn’t even make it to the first day of the supposed job. Changed my phone number. Moved again.
The other was half a day, but not making it past the training phase of a call centre job probably doesn’t count.