There are times during my job that I am expected to call strangers. It’s not cold calling, which would kill me, but just “Call Jane Blahblah in Compliance and get her sign off.”
I hate calling Jane Blahblah. She might be perfectly nice, but I hate calling her, because we’re strangers, and it’s all the unknown. For all I know she hates strangers too and this will escalate and I will be fired.
I don’t know how I survived by brief college stints as a telemarketer. Well, I do, I held those jobs no more than two weeks each.
On the other hand, if I’m writing to a stranger, not talking to a stranger, I love strangers. (Waves wildly at all of you.)
I suppose I could investigate Live Relay, evidently they had an Alexa-like voice you could generate from an iPhone keypad.
So here’s my plan: hang in there until the text-to-voice technology becomes seamless. That way I can just type: “Hi, I’m Ellen from Enterprise Development,” and a voice will come out the other person’s earpiece saying what I type. It could be any voice, maybe not Alexa or Siri, maybe that of a young girl with Vocal Fry, or perhaps a Canadian man, whatever.
Of course, I would need to be able to type accurately, and that is a lost cause. Imagine autocorrect changing not just what you type but also what you say.