It remembers me when I used to dance too.. Hee hee!! I've never been able as much as a piece of wood but I had a lot of fun.. (Especially when my cousin, tryin' to teach me, told me "Please, give up and be only an mc!!" Hee hee hee!!!)

It was a long time I was thinking about it.. You know.. That strange feelings that makes you feel sick everytime you do a specific thing.

It's nearly 3 years I'm working in a call center, it's not my dream job, but at least it's a way to earn some moneys.. Unfortunately, things started getting worst every day.

There is no more respect in that office and everytime you come throu' the door you can cut with a knife the nervousness in the air!! And there's something more: I've always been treated in a bad way from the 2 office representatives. I always managed to resist, trying to close my ears everytime they were shouting at me (even without motivation, and believe in me, everyone in that office can be my witness), but yesterday I went off.

I was calling a customer, just to update some informations and, evenctually, organise a meeting with a commercial agent. Unfortunately, this costumer wasn't nice at all, so, while I was talking trying to do my best (and eating all the **** he was saying to me - excuse me for the bad image!) he closed the communication. So, obviously, I put down my telephone too.

I was sitting near one of the representatives yesterday. When she saw this thing she started shouting at me saying that it was all my fault, that now the company will loose a customer because I'm a stupid and I don't want to work properly and things like these. I tried to explain it, the first time really really calm, but then that bi**h started shouting louder and saying me "Go home! Go back home!!". Our chief came in the office to see what it was happening and brought us to her office to know everything. I had a bad nerves crisis and I was trembling like a mad..

When I came back home I finally took my decision to stop with this job. I can't sty there longer, not after this episode. I thought that things like these happen only in movies or books. I wasn't right at all.

I'm always been one of those who work hard and always try to get something good from their job, but I came to the point of no return.

It would'nt be easy at all to find another job and unfortunately I need money because my boyfriend lives 300 kms from me and I couldn't see him if I can't take that train to go there.

I live near a town (Ferrara, if you want to look for it on a map) where there are no opportunities to find a job, especially if you have no experiences, 26 years and a broken shoulder.

I only have to put all my faith in God and hoping that soon something will arrive. As my mum says: "God sees everything and always provides".. After this bad adventure I hope He will provide to me too!!

Sorry for my long vent!