Ugly Pretty by Isabelle Chapuis
Last week I was invited to work as a virtual assistant. I have had a bunch of online jobs after college and I almost forgot that my oDesk account existed when this person asked me to be a virtual assistant.
First I was really hesitant because I know nothing about being a virtual assistant. I know a couple of office tasks but being a ghost assistant is something a little more technical and I wasn’t sure I can deliver. Another thing, I had to converse with foreigners via Skype in fluent English, which is not a problem, but something I find troublesome. He insisted and offered me P16000 per month.
For a nurse who have been through rough times with minimal pay, this paid work at home job seemed too good to be true. I was skeptical. There was no assurance that I’ll get paid and I can’t sue him if he doesn’t pay me. When they decided to hire me outside oDesk, I finally got the answer slapped on my face.
I was bored, and a little too optimistic so I took the bite. Who knows, I may get something from this, bogus or not.
A few days passed and I was sure I wasn’t doing any virtual assistant tasks. Rather, I was doing the job of a Professional Spammer, creating backlinks on 30 websites per day. If you have no idea what backlinks are, neither did I but I was doing it like a pro, creating fake profiles and planting links everywhere so their client would rank higher in Google. They call it SEO technique but I couldn’t care less. Overall it was an easy peasy job, from signing up on websites to copying and pasting links to creating fake profiles and joining forums. It was kind of fun too.
Then came the drama bomb.
I made a little mistake.
I didn’t receive prior instructions for the task so I made a little initiative. The mistake I did can easily be redone in a few minutes but I received a bunch of verbal lashing from my boss for that. Seriously, the powers of intimidation is amazing I simply had to laugh it off because he tried so hard. I can be a stone cold bitch when I know something is fishy and I’m just swimming along.
I knew he wanted me to quit already because I have finished my list of things to do and I am no longer of use to him, so he figured dropping a huge drama bomb will do it. So I quit, because I hate over dramatic bosses and the work routine is starting to bum me.
Back to blogging and minding my own business. I couldn’t be happier.
Tell me about the worst drama bomb your employer has pulled off and what you did about it.