Call Emily - Diary of a Phone Sex Girl

I work as a phone sex operator in Atlanta as a way to pay for my school. This is my story in this odd but lucrative business.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Oh, Hi Mom

My job may make you think that I come from a broken family where I was molested or something terrible like that. The truth is that I come from a very normal middle class family with no skeletons (that I know of anyway). We are as average as the bunch you see in the mini-van on your way to work. So... When my mom surprised me last week I was not ready to answer the question, "Where is it that you are working now?"
She looked at me funny when I stumbled over my words and told her had a telemarketing job.
"Oh, that's nice. What are you selling? Do you make people mad when you call them?" She asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"Uh, no mom, I uhh. They call me"
"Oh. What are they calling you for?"
I could have answered by telling her that they call and talk to me about blowjobs, anal sex, toe sucking, interracial sex, orgies, leather boots, etc.; but I decided to skip all of that. "I process new credit cards." Damn good answer!

13 Comments:

  • At 3:37 PM, Blogger BAB said…

    Hahha yeah I could just picture you all sitting around dicussing your work over sunday lunch!

    I guess the best thing to say is as little as possible - Like you have done already.

     
  • At 8:05 PM, Blogger midwest_hick said…

    lol....damn good....and smart answer as well.

     
  • At 12:52 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Midwest Hick you must be a customer of hers, dont worry your mom isnt lurking here.

     
  • At 10:09 AM, Blogger EB72 said…

    and you didn't even lie ... you do process credit cards, right? ;-)

     
  • At 10:27 AM, Blogger introspectre said…

    Oh, how BRILLIANT you are! Kudos!

    *bows to the Queen of Selective Information*

     
  • At 7:54 PM, Blogger midwest_hick said…

    anonymous.....Since my mother has been dead several years I worry a lot less about lurking....what a douchebag....(sorry Emily.....felt the urge to respond to this)

     
  • At 7:36 AM, Blogger guest said…

    That was a good answer but you could have also said you were a crisis hotline therapist who helps people. That seems to be a true statement. BTW could you post your hotline number in case any of us want to hear you at work?
    :)

     
  • At 8:16 AM, Blogger Jack's Shack said…

    There are worse jobs.

     
  • At 3:35 PM, Anonymous Neil said…

    I can see someone thinking that processing new credit cards is worse and does more harm to society than what you really do.

     
  • At 9:38 AM, Blogger Dirk the Feeble said…

    Well I actually am a telemarketer that calls people, but I tell my mom I'm a drug dealer so she's not disappointed in me.

     
  • At 4:32 PM, Blogger appsdshell said…

    Quick thinking!

     
  • At 9:14 AM, Blogger stretch td said…

    good answer. Nothing wrong with making money, but mom may not see it that way.

     
  • At 2:31 AM, Blogger FeNaaa said…

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