Shifts happen in twos
Last weekend was an exhausting shift. Finally our search ended and we got a wonderful place to live in. Not only that, i got a seperate bedroom. Now i can bring some girls home and my loser roommates would even know about it. The sixth floor spacious flat has other advantages as well. It comes with bedroom balcony overlooking a lake, a swimming pool, a sports complex(gym + TT + volley ball), a small park and a temple. The hall is so big that we were seriously contemplating to get a scooter/skateboard to commute across it and between rooms. All this for a mere rent of Rs.6600. Isn't that the wonderful!! Hope i have made u fume with envy.
Some might think, why am i so excited about this. It is exciting to me because, I come from a remote region of the distant state called Tamilnadu. My native is so remote that the nearest ICICI ATM is 5km away. See.
One more shift happened this weekend. Our entire project was kicked out of the ground floor because our team size was growing like balloon-up-spelled-Aunt-Marge. They have put a notice board outside saying "Trespassers will be recruited". So we were moved to a bigger area in the second floor. First they told me my cubicle number would be 30. Then they told me that the number is 31, but the change is only the number but i will get the same cubicle. But the office boy already stuck some paper on the monitor saying "shift to 30" which i promptly changed to 31. But as soon as i got home i remembered that i forgot to change the number stuck on the CPU. And i was confident my keyboard and mouse will land up in Mars or some place. So today morning when we switched on our PC i was expecting some smoke.... and we could dance around the fire like the Apache Indians. And if we planned accordingly we can chat using smoke signals as well. But nothing happened, everything worked fine. Darn it.. with no excuse i was reduce to do the usual chores.
6404. That was my extension. Niket (a colleague) called me on that number today and was answered by a Mr.Gupta. He called again, and again but same results. Now that he was sure his fingers and mind were in perfect synch and he dialled the number he wanted to dial, he came to my place and informed me of the mistake. Apparently, Mr.Gupta's number was 6464. A very minor mistake. But the Elements were against me since with some luck Mr.Gupta would well have been the new girl who joined our team. We would have had a hearty laugh over the mistake and I even had thought of a perfect opening line....
"Would u like to check out my new home?"
Some might think, why am i so excited about this. It is exciting to me because, I come from a remote region of the distant state called Tamilnadu. My native is so remote that the nearest ICICI ATM is 5km away. See.
One more shift happened this weekend. Our entire project was kicked out of the ground floor because our team size was growing like balloon-up-spelled-Aunt-Marge. They have put a notice board outside saying "Trespassers will be recruited". So we were moved to a bigger area in the second floor. First they told me my cubicle number would be 30. Then they told me that the number is 31, but the change is only the number but i will get the same cubicle. But the office boy already stuck some paper on the monitor saying "shift to 30" which i promptly changed to 31. But as soon as i got home i remembered that i forgot to change the number stuck on the CPU. And i was confident my keyboard and mouse will land up in Mars or some place. So today morning when we switched on our PC i was expecting some smoke.... and we could dance around the fire like the Apache Indians. And if we planned accordingly we can chat using smoke signals as well. But nothing happened, everything worked fine. Darn it.. with no excuse i was reduce to do the usual chores.
6404. That was my extension. Niket (a colleague) called me on that number today and was answered by a Mr.Gupta. He called again, and again but same results. Now that he was sure his fingers and mind were in perfect synch and he dialled the number he wanted to dial, he came to my place and informed me of the mistake. Apparently, Mr.Gupta's number was 6464. A very minor mistake. But the Elements were against me since with some luck Mr.Gupta would well have been the new girl who joined our team. We would have had a hearty laugh over the mistake and I even had thought of a perfect opening line....
"Would u like to check out my new home?"
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