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A rebel to the core... always trying to find fault with the things that exist as they are... try to improve them from what they are... makes some enemies in the process, but some friends too.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

"Dude.. I want you in the night"... All in a day's work.

Well this was destined to be the first post of 2009.

My Blog has anyway been begging me to add some flair to it since long.



So before further ado, and to stop your filthy minds from associating some vulgar connotations to the title, here is the summary of what happened.




It was somewhere close to the lunch break and I was as usual busy cursing TINA and C@fe (they are the main IT apps of the company I serve and deserve a post in their own right, but that will be for some later day) and was busy as hell trying to at once monitor 7 different PCs when I suddenly got this call. As is my usual custom in such hectic times, I didn't stop to check the caller ID and answered the cell immediately. Well actually I was secretly hoping to hear a sweet voice at the other end and it was my impatience that led to me to it, but all said and done... here I am... posting this.



I have this habit of going on tangents... irritating, isn't it... ;-)

Think again, its just a cheeky tactic...




Well coming back to the core... so first unexpected thing.. a male voice.. followed by the question.."Dude.. I want you in the night"... Huh!!! ... blankness... shock and awe... (to be precise, he asked me in Hindi, so it sounded more like you'd think it would, to make me go silent, berserk, amazed, perplexed and what not... all at once)



I thought it was someone trying to pull my leg, and I should use this opportunity to vent out some of the curses I keep uttering to TINA and C@fe, by giving him a piece of my mind. So I locked the PC and got up, thinking that this bugger better have some good explanation and came out to the corridor. I knew that I'd have to use some heavy duty expletives which even though the Dutch speaking junta sitting around me wouldn't be able to understand but they'd still get the idea with the tone I was going to use.



All this happened so quickly that I never thought of checking the caller ID. But to cut a short story shorter, it turned out to be my boss, (with whom, unfortunately or fortunately whichever way you'd like to put, I had have the pleasure of talking only once previously in this new year and very rarely on the phone in general). He had called me to confirm the planning for the Post Go Live for the upcoming release next weekend.



Well it was fortunate that he quickly identified himself otherwise I was on the verge of starting with the barrage. After that I couldn't stop laughing thinking of how his unwitting query turned out to be. When I pointed it to him how it actually sounded, then he also joined in and even tendered an explanation. :-))
I decided to not push it further and to not get on the wrong side of the appraisal in the process. Thus ended the short lived affair which promised grandeur but alas it was not be.



Has it been a valuable lesson in my corporate life... not quite.
Is it something that has prepared me for some unforeseen circumstances... I hope not. ;-)




But it did add that extra little bit of humor to my day and I hope it would make a nice story to tell at opportune moments. All the components that make one are certainly there.