Workplace musings: Part 1...

As with any employee of a public sector organization, I’m pretty much pissed with the hierarchal structure and the ambience at my workplace. It’s not like there’s dearth of talent or challenges here but there’s beating around the bush and nasty politics at each stage. Just like Dilbert puts it :D

I’m not gonna delve into functional details of my workplace, not in this post cuz I wanna start on a comical note as of now. But in the ensuing parts, I intend to make a clear analysis of what n where things tend to go wrong, in an organization in general with specific emphasis on PSUs...

Before I get into finer details, lemme get to the funnier ones...It beats me as to how one can have a global perspective when ppl in ur workplace suck at communication skills...And as some1 whoz always believed that language is a window to one’s overall personality, a spectacular powerhouse with which ppl n nations can b understood, it pains my arse bigtime when ppl make a huge mockery of this whole deal…

Lost in translation: A case in point

I’m hereby reproducing, verbatim, a conversation which took place between me and a technician (lets cal him jackass) which, I hope, will substantiate my aforementioned point.

As I strode into my workplace on an early Monday morning, I was greeted by a rather curious glance by Mr. Jackass who was carefully scrutinizing the livestrong band I was sporting. The following convo ensued…

“Jackass: Why is u wearing that black?”
“Yours_truly : Err, it’s a band, the proceeds of whose sale goes to the cancer research institute run by Lance Armstrong, the legendary cyclist who fought prostate cancer n created history by winning the tour-de-france seven times in a row (Lil’ did I know that all this explanation fell on deaf ears :x)
” Jackass: All that ok, but what is the use?”
“Yours_truly: (WTF?! What better purpose can anything serve?) Sir, it can be used as a friendship band”
“Jackass : Oh meaning u want to make friendship with someone, u put that ah?”
“Yours_truly: Umm, guess u cud say that (though the literary purists will squirm n writhe in disgust)
“Jackass: Oh then if u want to make love also u can put this ah?”
“Yours_truly: ( :o :P :D) Sir, for that, u actually need a different kinda rubber”
Hope u can understand my bewilderment after I heard that…Now if such is the state of affairs at what’s considered to be amongst the top PSUs, I can’t help wondering how it’d be in the ones in the lower echelons in the not-so-looked upto organizations (whatever that means!)

P.s. I promise not to pain u with such crappy convos in my ensuing posts lest u stop visiting my blog for distorting ur communication skills
P.p.s I don’t claim to be an exponent of communication, nor am I sayin ‘tis the only way forward…Jus ventin my frustration for being caught at the wrong place…
To be contd...

HELLO AGAIN, WORLD!

Phew! That was a long hiatus indeed…But then, the hibernation was worth it coz I’m bigger, better n busier :D
A lotta factors have forced my re-entry into blogosphere. I’d like to mention a few of them here n thank a few ppl 4 their persistence (irritating at times but I’m thankful 2 ‘em precisely 4 that).
First n foremost cuz I needed a vent 4 all frustration I’d acquired (believe me, ‘tis worse than data acquisition) at my workplace…
Secondly, a deep introspection reinforced my faith in blogs n convinced me that if at all there’s a medium 2 which I can look upto 4 preserving my memories, it’s this wonderful place called blogsville…
I’m well aware of the adage which says, “Souvenirs are perishable, fortunately, memories are not…” But then, not every memory can be preserved in one’s mind. As I look back at all my childhood days, I can’t help wondering if they would be cherished more had I sat down n written a few pages in a diary. So, better late than never…
Lastly, n most importantly I’m forced to do this due to peer pressure (alrity, this is some confession-but don’t they say confessions r good 4 de soul? :P). Lemme mention the works (AH!) of a few ppl who’ve directly or indirectly contributed to that.
1) Yuppie’s irritating persistence that I gotta b bloggin n his down to earth views on seemingly esoteric things on his blog

2) Megha’s blog with perennially increasing readership (C'mon v all love readers n want our posts 2 b deluged wid comments-so y b hypocritical n say v write not keepin de reader in mind?!)

3) Varun’s (over the top) wit n the way he flaunts his awesome mastery of the English language

4) Divya’s blog with poignant emotions writ’ all over n the beautiful blend of imagination n facts…

5) Maddy starting 2 blog n his neat n straight forward approach.

6) Mittu’s flattery describing how deep an influence (hope u aint readin dis at de wrong time :P ) a particular tearjerker post of mine had on her...

7) Murz aka Hardy’s thought provoking and informative account of his illustrious life and times :)

8) Shubhankar's brilliantly adorned blog with a larger than life appearance and his self-confessed narcissism n exuberance exhibited with elan...

9)Sandy's straight from the heart posts-as sincere as the being himself

10)Matangi aka blog-updated :p ...Gosh I wonder how she one-ups all her previous efforts and churns out masterpieces-every single time!

Besides all these compelling reasons there were also quite a few trivial ones. With each passing moment of the nychthemeron, I can feel the widening band of my range of thoughts and the only way to sustain it is to have an account of the cause-effect relationship of this change. Also the irony of the fact that while college n school kids who ought to busy 24 x 7 find time 2 blog (n how!) but jobless working professionals like me not blogging n worse, owing it 2 our jobs, hit me hard.
So, without any further ado, I’m hereby announcing my return n promise 2 b as regular n as unbiased in my views as possible…Amen!