_*Disclaimer 1: [Read This First](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11qxhe6/m_i_do_it_for_the_compliments_not_the/)_
_*Disclaimer 2 – Please understand there is no overabundance of pride while I write this. If I speak about my voice in a complimentary or overly-positive manor, that is because I know its my 1 thing. You, the person reading this.. whats your best trait? What’s your #1 skill or ability or “gift”? Maybe your a long distance runner? Maybe you climb mountains? Maybe your a gifted 1st person shooter/gamer. Perhaps you race cars, or play hockey like no one else you know. Maybe you have a 11″ cock, or maybe you’re someone who can deep-throat a 11″ cock.
Some people are amazing at this, while some people are amazing at that. I just so happen to have an absolutely fuckable voice. (I’m 25 if helps with a mental picture)_
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Anyway.. for several years after I graduated High School, I’d been working telephone jobs. Customer service or tech support for a range of companies. I had known for quite some time that I have an appealing/sexy voice, as it was immediately obvious to myself and anyone listening, that angry customers would calm down faster with me. People would keep their cool when they wouldn’t with other agents, and it just seemed like an lucky advantage to have at a job that sorta sucked by default. Every manager and side-by-side reviewer I had mentioned something about “that voice should make things easier” or “she seemed to calm down when she heard your tone. You must get that a lot.”