Expenses and sales

Commence the fun of figuring out if I can manage to have more coming in than going out!  It's a fun game.
To begin, let's start with necessary expenses for the month.
Rent: $500
Food: TBD
Transportation: $84.65
I think that's it for mandatory expenses.  Oh wait.
Vet bill:  $75-ish.
Grand total of $659.65.  Goody.
Income
Theatre: $340 + $150 -ish
Concert Hall: $150 -ish
Total:  $640.
Huh.  Well not as royally screwed as I figured.  How nice. Oh wait.  Food still needs to be added in.  Yup, we have a deficit ladies and gentlemen.  I feel like the government.

I get some extremely amusing phone experiences at my job.  I work in sales at a theatre here in the City.  That's a nice way of saying I work in a call centre and I'm a telemarketer.  I'm pretty sure my dad is ashamed of my job.
As I was saying, I get some of the most amuses phone experiences.  First off, I get answering machines that people will rap on or rhyme.  Last night one woman's answering machine was "Hey Groovy Cats!" and then went from there to rap on about how you should leave a message cause it was cool.  I feel like I'm missing out.  My voice mail is all professional sounding and what not!

I also get the extremes of dithering.  Dither dither dither.  The sale I made last night was to a friendly, lovely older couple.  Part way through the fifteen minute phone call though I admit to wanting to shout "The seats don't get any better Grandma!!!  Grab your credit card and let's go!!!  I got more shit to sell!"  Still it was super cute to here her husband in the background saying "If you want tickets you get tickets!  I don't care what night, just pick one!"  Spouses who are that cool about going to theatre should get a free round of dairy free ice cream bars!  (I wanted to say ice cream but then I realized that my lactose intolerance means I don't really know what ice cream tastes like.)

There's a new guy on staff.  This job does have a fairly high turnover rate though there appears to be about five or so of us who make up a kind of core group.  But this new guy.  Listening to him attempt to sell things is kind of painful.  Painful in the I was fantasizing about wrapping the phone cord and round his neck and tightening a bit.  Why?  First off it's his voice.  He does not have a phone voice.  His voice is insanely deep and makes me feel like my feet are about to start vibrating.  The texture of his voice reminds me of sludge oozing down a hill with a few rocks in it.  Thick heavy dark sludge.  Part of our job is to sound excited.  Listening to him makes me think that if you sit in the house you will find yourself glued to the seat and forced to watch four hours of someone repeating over and over "snail.  Snail.  Snail.  Snail."  He wonders why he has not made sales.

Going to to bar-s tonight.  I may come to regret this decision greatly.  Unless there are cute girls.  Cute girls make everything better.