My most short lived job

This morning, I woke up early for my first day as a telemarketer. Before lunch, I was unemployed once again. I came to the conclusion that it wasn't a job for me when I started having sweaty palms, a knot in my stomach and was stammering as soon as I looked at the phone. Since I didn't want to have permanent scarring from this work, I quit after 2.5 hours of training. I have to admit it's my most short lived career so far.
Can you imagine having a phone phobia? Just in my appartment, there are 3 phones and just as many cell phones. Downtown, there are phones all over the place. You couldn't go anywhere!
I was supposed to phone people up and try to get the to switch to "econophone". You get paid depending on how many people switch. Since I was praying that nobody would pick up, I figured that it was the wrong line of work for me. What d'ya think?