| Comment | I had a shift for these guys (if it’s the same ones outside St Enoch’s a few years ago.)
They are basically selling 20 quid vouchers for a lady’s haircut in the salon that the boss of the sales team also owns. At its face 20 quid for a haircut sounds like a really good deal, then they basically hit you with a photo shoot and makeup and pressure you into buying professional quality photos for your social media after.
When interviewed the boss gave me all the chat about in 12 months you’ll have your own team and office and be wearing expensive suits etc, I of course ate it up as a skint 19 year old at the time.
At the start of the 8 hour shift in ‘the office’ they all chant and sing like crazy fucks to amp them self up. Was like a council version of the Wolf of Wall Street, I left my vouchers in the salon door and went for a pint after about an hour of the first shift. |
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