Well...
I like people who are polite.

I don't speak for 'people', by any means.
Ahh, right, I see. That still sounds like a bit of a pain, but not quite so demoralising as what my brother went through.

He was just...dead, for the entirety of the time he spent there. I'm actually...really,
really relieved that he quit.
Bleh, I don't think I'd be too comfortable trying to sell people junk either. I can just about handle standing at a counter and processing the stuff that I know people want, and have picked of their own accord, but... It just goes against my morals to bother people over the phone to buy something they probably don't want. I admire your integrity.
