My nightmare is here.
The food blog I work for is in the process of launching a proper food-related website, and for that purpose, we have to call up various restaurants around the city so we can get their information and add them to our database. Since we’re a very small company, that means I’m also on phone duty, in addition to the occasional writing; the phones are really the priority right now.
As I’ve mentioned before, I hate talking on the phone. I really do. And I especially hate calling up strangers to ask things of them. Granted, it’s not as bad as it could be, since I’m not trying to sell them anything over the phone; I’m just asking for some general info. But still, it involves calling people up and running through the same spiel of who I am and what my company is over and over again. And it’s always adds needless stress when you get hold of someone that’s uncooperative or boorish in some way, as if I’ve dealt them a great personal offense by daring to dial their number.
We’re aiming to be done with this by early next month, and I will be glad when it’s over and I can go back to what I wanted to do in the first place: write.