Friday, 6 September 2013

Strange and funny things (episode 1)

I've been working for the last 8 years (wasting my life in a line that doesn't excite me but more on that in another post) and have seen a lot of strange and funny things (henceforth referred as SFT) 

SFT No 1. The five day week is a myth. If you work in a place that gives you the weekends off, you must know that the work week is actually 3.5 days. The remaining 1.5 day(s) is spent in finalizing the restaurant for Friday lunch with your colleagues, searching for deals on Groupon/Snapdeal and planning the plan for the weekend in order to answer Monday morning queries on weekend happenings. And most importantly, this is when you get really creative and push back work to the next week (my favourite- let’s think about the approach)
On the other hand, if your work place has a 6 day work week, this rule doesn’t apply. You are screwed. Good luck.

SFT No 2. Outings with team are a complex set of dance steps if you work in a place that has a hierarchy. So you have managers, directors, business analysts, system analysts etc who got out for lunch. Observe the complex maneuvering that happens as you reach the car parking. Glances are exchanged and business analysts, system analysts and assistant managers will furtively move in a pack until there appears a natural division- managers, directors etc are packed off in one car and everyone else in another car. The same is repeated when you are being seated at your table in restaurant.

SFT No 3. The number of years you've worked is positively correlated with your dependence on certain catch phrases- dig deeper, divide and conquer, low hanging fruits, that’s what the data shows, going forward etc. The phrases, while just a couple of words, contain a whole world of meaning. For instance, if someone tells you to dig deeper, it means that what you've done so far is total crap. Going forward means that your boss has screwed up and is positioning the mistakes as learnings for the future. (another catch phrase since there is no word in the dictionary such as learnings!) 


Friday, 23 August 2013

A beginning

In the beginning, there was a girl. Head strong and full of dreams. Dreams of becoming an actress ( Chitrahaar on DD would bring a huge smile on her face), a teacher (since her mother was one) or a beauty salon owner ( fascinating place with colorful bottles and jars) She played in the sand, dragged her stuffed toys all over the house, loved the wind in her hair as she coasted along the Delhi roads in her father's scooter.   She had a best friend who was like her and yet different. They were inseparable and their parents wished that they would widen their friend circle. She loved food- cakes, ice cream, chilli garlic noodles from Golden Dragon, pizzas from Nirulas. She fought with her grandmother (Why, you may ask. That's a story for later) She had smooth silky hair, big eyes and a toothy smile. She was tubby much to her parents' dismay. She loved taking long showers and imagined herself either as a voluptuous actress in a rain dance or as a blonde haired teenager water skiing in a town called Summerdale. She followed the tales of Archie and the gang. She loved to read. It began with the Famous Five and the Secret Garden, and soon she moved to Sidney Sheldon and the wonderful novels written by English writers of the 18th and 19th century. Her favourite subjects in school were English and Geography. She loved acting in school plays until she became painfully aware of her tubby figure. She was rude and pushy, since her always got her way at home. Her mother and father doted on her. Her grandfather adored her and wished that she would visit him more.

This is her story. Of what is. Of what could be.