My Sister got an “entry level” position in Customer Service with Harley Davidson Financial over a decade ago, and she described it pretty much the same way, even then. They just handed her a phone and a script, gave her roughly 30 minutes of “training”, and cut her loose. She almost quit that first day, but a co-worker gave her the best “training”, just by pointing out that no matter what the customer was saying, it wasn’t really directed at her, but at the company. After that, Sis just took it all in, and until earlier this year when the economy finally hit her office, she stuck with it. Now she’s a writer (or trying to be, at least), and is a much less stressed-out individual.