I was "between opportunities" in 2003. Saw one of those paper pullaway ads in local food store for a mortgage place. Ended up cold calling people with crappy credit scores. I took it because six months of job search in my field got me no where. Basically telemarketing. Debt consolidation. Get a bigger loan on existing house, get money out to pay credit cards. They also did new houses too.
Miserable six or seven weeks. I noticed that my co-workers had "something" that I didn't, but for the life of me I couldn't figure it out. Ha ha ha ha. Owner was a dick, immediate boss was a great guy. Co-workers were cool too. One guy was a retired from a fire department and was filling in before hitting 65.
And then I did something total dickheaded, some Filipino female co-worker, ~27 and I was 40, we would chat at break, she said she was so lonely, only hangs with her brother, wanted to hang out, but I said it isn't going to happen, I am married. Feel so bad about that, but I don't know what else I could do, I already had enough problems being (near) unemployed with three kids.
Got fired after I raised my voice over something. Ha ha ha ha. Now I know.