A job I definitely wouldn't want to do is working as a call centre agent handling customer complaints. I'm a twenty-five-year-old primary school teacher in Cebu, and I tried it for four months after graduating, so I'm speaking from experience.
The job involves answering calls from customers abroad, usually about bills, broken products or cancelled services. You follow a script, try to solve their problem quickly and record everything on a computer system. Most of it happens at night, because of the time difference with the United States, and your calls are timed and monitored.
My best friend, Joy, still works there and actually enjoys it. She's very calm, the pay is better than mine, and she's been promoted to team leader. So I know it suits some people really well.
I wouldn't want to do it again for a few reasons. First, the night shifts completely messed up my body clock. I was sleeping during the day, missing family meals and feeling exhausted all the time. Second, I found it emotionally draining to be shouted at for hours by people who were angry about things I couldn't control. Even though I knew it wasn't personal, I'd go home feeling upset. Third, there was very little freedom. I had to stick to the script, keep each call under a certain time, and even my toilet breaks were counted. As a teacher, I'm busy and tired too, but at least I can be creative, plan my own lessons and see children improve. For me, that sense of purpose matters far more than a slightly higher salary.