I had just arrived in London and was looking for my first job. I didn't remember sending my CV to Iba.Global, they contacted me through LinkedIn and said I had a very interesting profile. The job they offered me: Brand Ambassador. The job that was: Door to door sales. I explain the job (if you can call it that): Monday to Saturday. Working all day (more than 8 hours). The job was to travel around London, select a neighbourhood and sell DOOR TO DOOR x product or service (in my case, a meat subscription, you tell me who is sitting at home and buy a meat subscription from the first person who knocks on their door). The trip was on you, of course. The scammers (I don't have another word for that people) wanted to have you from 9 to 9 or so knocking on doors and selling product. 100% commission, meaning that if you didn't sell anything, you didn't earn anything.
Luckily, my parents support me and I didn't have to put up with that scam for more than a week. I feel sorry for the people who have to do it out of necessity. I'm telling you more because I don't want anyone to fall for those despicable people's scams: The interview is divided into three phases, where they sell you that they are looking for a very specific person and that it will be difficult to choose the ideal candidate. LIE: They'll take anyone. They especially like young recent graduates, pretty girls, people with charisma, etc.
Having said that, you may ask yourselves, how are there young and prepared people (all my colleagues were boys and girls between 22-26 years old, with careers and masters) who accept these working conditions? Very easy: they are lied to. They are made to believe that they are special, that they are the chosen ones. It's like a cult, and they are proud of themselves. In the mornings, they applaud each other and tell each other how wonderful they are. And so, with their self-esteem full, they go door-to-door and get 800 slamming doors in their faces every day. Guys, I'll tell you one thing, to sell door-to-door is worth anything. The managers stay in the office, in the heat, and the kids spend their days on the street, and if they manage to sell something, part of it is for them and part of it is for the managers. 0 for 100 economic stability. And the worst part? For me, the falsehood. You're not allowed to be sad. They want you always smiling. Less than a week there and I still burn with anger when I think of their fake smiles. One day, I said "oops". Immediately, they came up to me with that big smile on their fake faces to say "don't say oops, because it's a negative expression. Every time you fail, say GREAT. Look at life positively." THANK YOU, MOM AND DAD, FOR LETTING ME WALK AWAY FROM SOMETHING LIKE THIS.
