I force my way through the closed glass doors of the building.
Okay finally. I am there. A bit late, but what the heck. Everybody is late these days. My late arrival will hardly be noticed. And as if being to office on time would have made a difference. Unstaffed on time, unstaffed and late. I don’t see how and why would that make a difference to the firm.
~Ping~
The doors of the elevator open. God! Its packed. May be I’ll take the stairs. After all its just a couple of flights.
A lady murmuring little somethings in her phone.
I don’t understand why do people need to use the stairways to talk. I would have preferred a quiet stairway. On the phone in the lift, in the lobby and now on the stairways as well.
Second Floor
I fumble through my backpack to find my access card and with my tie and access card in one hand and the backpack in other, greet the security guard.
The elevator door dings behind me.
At my desk, no work to do; Life couldn’t be better or may be it couldn’t have been worse. The tissue box is overturned, the phone at my desk not at its place, and the dustbin three foot away from where it should have been. I don’t understand what the hell happens at my workstation when I am not around.
Throwing my backpack over one side of the desk, I pull out a tissue, put back the phone and wastebox at their places, and settle down to wipe off the dirt from my workstation. The housekeeping dude must be having something against me otherwise I don’t see why he would conveniently ignore cleaning my desk every night, night after night. Where’s my tie? Oh under the backpack! Drawer opens and in goes the tie to join a couple already rotting there for a week or two now. I don’t get it. Why are we asked to wear a tie without a suit! Never got the point, and may be never will. So- chuck it!
All right, settled down and logged into my system. Now what to do. Let’s check the mails. Useless-delete-forward-delete-dilbert-interesting-useless-delete-staffing-ah! No, can’t be for me. Delete-birthday mails-anyone from my group? No! Delete. Okay. Now what to do? Breakfast? No already had mine back at home. Nevertheless will help me kill some time. Lockscreen and off I go.
An hour later
Well, that was refreshing. Okay! People are there in the office now. A reason enough to be at desk for sometime.
Log-in - i-google – cnn ibn – crap – bbc – crap – hindu – hmmm – Garfield – save – calvin hobbes – save
Now what? Who’s online? Lets see. Okay, I guess I can risk a conversation or two before lunch.
Sound of keyboard hitting hard
A novel? Ah! novel idea. search – blocked – blocked – blocked – paid – paid – “hey, do u have any ebooks on your system?” – “ you do? Mail me na…” – read read read!
How long has it been since I updated my blog? Oh, that can’t be right. Or is it?
Well in that case, I should better be writing something to post there. But what?
Articles? Naah. They get too long. Takes loads of time. I will never complete it.
Poems? Cheesy!
Movie reviews? Its been ages since I last watched a movie in initial few days. So no point.
Lets google. That might give me a point intriguing enough to write on.
Hopelessly flickering through various pages on net for another hour or so.
Arrghhh! Dammit. Well, may be after a good lunch I will be having some ideas.
Munching on the half-stale doubtful-if-its-a-chicken-sandwich
Hey, tea? Downstairs?
Yeah. Lets go.
Off we go
Back to workstation. So where was I? oh yes! Trying to write something. But what?
Oh right, was looking for a topic. Lets get back to it. Whats the time btw?
What!!
Hmmm…time to leave. May be I’ll write something tomorrow.
Gym?
mmm…may be tomorrow. I am too tired for the day to lift a finger, let alone those bloody weights.
Stairs? Tired-Elevator!
~Ping~
Packed again! Bloody tourists! Just come to office to complete the shifts. I know how much they work and what kind of work they do!
Hey make some room man. I need to get in as well.
Arghhh! Not the cell phone users again!
~Ping! Ground Floor~
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
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3 comments:
a true insider ...liked the simplicity of writing and wearing heart on one's sleeves ..grt ..expecting more to come ....
bhokaal .. macha di launde .. bahut hi mast likha hai ..
This is the stuff that recruiter brochures should be made up of...
nice nice.. :)
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