It is one of those chilly, ‘the-office-admin-doesn't-know-shit-about-AC-modulation’
days in office when you sit staring at the unyielding laptop till your eyes
begin to water, lost in thought while the voices of people around you cease
make any kind of sense…
Yeah, you got it right..!
Everybody has one of those somniferous days when there’s loads of work to be
done and yet your heart is just not in it. Today’s just one of those days, I
guess. I curse the insensitive Admin team for the umpteenth time for the
malfunctioning AC. I look up at the top of my team-mate Bala’s head peeking out of his
work-station, across the partition and contemplate taking his trip. May be
something about his non-existent love life despite his typical Malyali good looks. Or his name, like I
usually do. ‘Blaaah’, I usually call him, since it is much more fun than the
traditional sounding ‘Bala’. Or ‘Balaouse’. Or ‘Balobashi’. Or ‘Balaatkari’. Or 'Bala ki jaana main kaun'The
list goes on. But naah! Not today. Not
that he’s not a good sport. He’s a great sport, actually. Laughs it all off most
days and maybe makes a witty, sarcastic comeback occasionally. Today, I just don’t
feel all that creative. Just bored.
I look around at my boss-cum-bitchin buddy ‘V’. She too is typing away at her laptop, at break-neck speed. Perhaps
she is busy whacking her boss in a war of words. My interest is piqued and I
walk over to her.
“Hey! What’s cooking, babe?” I
ask.
“What else?” She rolls her eyes
at me pointing at the mail she has been reading. I peer over her shoulder to
see a mail from one of the so called “Big shots” who seemed to be blaming her
for all that he had failed to do correctly. Typical boss-giri at its heights.
“That jackass still on about his
inflated sense of superiority?”
“I wish I didn’t have to deal
with such morons every day” She sighs.
I ‘tsk-tsk’ my sympathy. I am no
stranger to these morons she deals with. I deal with them too. They are pampered,
over-paid, pompous pieces of s*#t who don’t know which end of their bodies they
speak through. They can screw anyone for things that they themselves screwed up.
They play cheap blame games and never own up to their mistakes. Their callous attitudes
and incompetence cost resourceful, competent employees their jobs while they themselves
climb the corporate ladder, sucking up to the top guns to secure themselves.
“Let him go on ranting about his
two bits. Who cares? Why lose your peace of mind over people who will not
change even if their lives depended on it? Not worth it.” I tell her.
“True. But for my peace of mind, I
have to give him a piece of my mind. It’s high time” She scowls, staring at the
laptop.
Hmm…I smile at her aggressiveness.
I like the change I have been seeing in her lately. People usually take her
niceness for granted. This version of her is a welcome change. She is one of
those passionate, raring-to-go people who like to get the job done and expect
the best because they give the best. She gets her hands dirty whenever
necessary and never shirks her responsibilities by shedding them off to her subordinates.
She is one of those ‘dream bosses’ who are human beings first and bosses next. She
always stands up for her team and encourages them to do their best.
“If that is what you want, go
ahead, give him what he deserves. It is better to stay honest to oneself any
day” I back her up vociferously, finally losing my lethargy and feeling
energized. “There is very little sanity left in the world. Let’s maintain ours
at least!”
Smiling, she hit the send button.
“I’m done. This should show him I'm not his doormat".
I smile back and look over at Bala who is yawning away in glory. "Come, Blah.
Let’s all go grab a cup of tea!"
