Thursday, October 05, 2006

The first call...

I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I was scared as hell. I mean, I hadn't recived ANY training whatsoever. I was kind of just thrown into the fray. what was I supposed to say? I tried preparing myself as much as I could ( because I'm such an overachiever :p ) but i knew that I really just couldn't be prepared. I mean, I've done it before of course... but with people I knew. I knew who was going to be on the other line. I was comfortable with that person, and I knew what to say. How was I supposed to acheive that same thing with a complete stranger??? I knew the only way to find out was to do it.

So I logged on. and waited. and waited and waited.

Damn. this was boring. 20 minutes and No calls.... was this job really that glamourous??

finally a ring...
from my cell. lol. Not my work phone.

It was a friend who wanted to go to dinner. I figured what the heck, it was still maybe a little too early for the good calls anyways. I logged out and hung out with her for a while. But that didn't take away the knot in my stomach that came from the anxiety of taking my first call.

I eventually returned home and listened to my recodings to get a feel for my character again. I had to talk myself into logging in. It was almost midnight by now. Surley my phone would be ringing off the hook. I had to suckup my fear, and just do it or I would never get the hang of this job and feel comfortable with it.

I logged in again... another twenty minutes and two games of bejewlled passed.
I hit the thirty minute mark. I was beggining to think that this job wasn't worth it. How in the heck was I supposed to rack up 20 hours worth of calls when I can't even get one in a half an hour???

I was startled when the phone actually rang. Its a really old corded phone, so I wasn't used to the ring. I didn't even think of timing it, I just had to answer...
The whisper message said, "credit card any number to accept the call"

"That's right, I'm supposed to press one," I remided myself. "You can do this."

I answered with the best sultry hello I could muster. The guy on the other line answered back quietly and nervously. It didn't help that I can barely hear anyone on the damn phone. I got his name and age... and immediately it turned raunchy.

he began to tell me about how he had a "friend" who was a married man. but this guy was a seasoned pro FREAK I could tell. He wanted me to tell him what his fantasy about this guy was, especially bringing up the wife many times. I didn't know what to do!!!! I've never been with a woman, how could i talk about that??? and how could I possibly know what he wanted to hear when he didn't answer any of my questions, let alnoe could barely hear him...I did my best, unfortunately it wasn't good enough.

He hung up after 4 or so minutes.

I felt like a loser. I couldn't talk about what this guy liked. I couldn't get the call to the 10 minutes that I need to to make the higher pay rate. Sorry, I've never lived brokeback, I have always been true to myself....

I was so dissapointed that I logged out. I needed to regather myself.

Still have yet to login again. I'm having serious second thoughts now. Not so much that I will be bad at this. I know I am naturally flirty, and I will learn what to say to these guys with experience. But more I am worried about money. who is going to stay on a phone call for 10 minutes when your card is being charged 2.99 per minute??? and If I dont keep them on that long, my pay rate is drastically reduced.

Not only that, in two sessions equaling 52 minutes, I recieved ONE call. One call that was 4 minutes long. all I am payed for are those four minutes. not the hour i was waiting for a call. Or at least that's what I get from all the paperwork. How in the heck am I gonig to make money that way? how in the heck am I going to rack up 20 hours worth of calls??

I'm just gunna sleep on it and try tomorrow. I don't give up that easy. and I think I'm going to call to verify the whole pay scale. but if it doesn't work out, then I guess this would be a short lived blog eh? Hopefully it will all work out.

Well, hey there and welcome to my site. I figured this would be a fun little place to share my stories of my life. You see I'm an average acttractive gay male twenty something college student. I go to parties, listen to the newest music, go shopping, go to the movies every now and then, club hop of course. I love my friends and family. I want to be in Musical Theatre one day, it's my true passion, but as for now I am studying my backup in school, Personal Training. There's just one thing you'd never guess about me...

I'm a phone sex operator by night.

I just started this job, and I really don't know what effect it is going to have on my life, so I decided to start up a little blog to chronicle it and see what goes on. I can see that already it's going to change a lot of things. How do I tell people what I do for a living? Will I really actually make a living? I'm nervous and excited at the same time. I figure this is just another way to keep my sanity and sense of self, by including this so secret part of my life into the mix.

How'd I get this job you ask? well I found a listing for it online. And as we all very well know, all us gays think we are the shit. I've always joked that I could do a job like that... The money was the real incentive, the thing that brought me on board. The promise of making up to 24 dollars an hour. I applied, and was hired right away. Never talking to a real person, I was sent all the paperwork I needed and given the minimum amount of info to complete my work. (i.e. how to login and use the phone system so I can work from home)

I prepared a character named "Levi". 22 years old, short brown spiky hair, 5'11" 150 lbs, lean and toned swimmers build with piercing bright blue eyes and a gorgeous smile.... Basically the "perfect man" lol. Not very much like the real 5'7" 130, hazel eyed black haired, latin version of me. I wrote down all I could think of, researched "stories" I could talk to people about and even called a line just to see what I could expect. Then I recorded my greetings, and logged in.

And that's how the journey starts. :)