Friday, 30 September 2011

The office Ep 6 - Lord take me right now

LEADing by example

Iceman: Man the fuel prices are getting higher, I will not bring my bike back here on Monday.
Team Lead (TL): Is it? Then how will you come to office?
Iceman: Figuring out a way. I'm okay walking back home, but its the morning thats the problem. I hate crowded buses and I don't want to walk in the sun.
TL : Walk? How can you walk back. Its so far!
Iceman: Its only 3 KMs.
TL: Three kilometers??? :O That is too far!!
Iceman: Relax. I'm used to running 4.5 Kilometers flat out.
TL: 4.5 Kilometers?
Iceman: Yes.
TL: Together??

I give the customary "3-second-stare" for his brain to catch up...

Iceman: No, 10 meters each day.
TL: Ahh...that anyone can do.
*Iceman Facepalm*

Miss Multilingual.
Gee, thanks for explaining that with a picture doc.

Wannabe funny girl: Hey do you speak sarcasm?
Iceman: Sarcasm? Meeee??? Nooooooo!!
WFG: Thats sad cause that is the only language I speak. I love it.
Iceman: are so smart!!
WFG: Ofcourse. :)
*Iceman Facepalm*


Kutty woman. (Say that in the tune of the song "Pretty woman" - Roy Orbison/KHNH)

You know usually everything seems to be so normal and peaceful and suddenly every now and then, unbelievable things happen and you just can't get a grip over yourself. Either the Almighty has sentenced me to spend my life amidst weirdos, or its just that I am a giant blimp on their "victim-radar".

There is this lady in the testing team, she is from Kerala (Hence the name) and has that forever scornful look on her face...

Kutty woman
She gave me the shock of my life recently when I was giving her a review of the test cases she had prepared for my work packet.

Iceman: These TCs look okay, but please include those 3 scenarios I mentioned in the mail.

Kutty Woman (KW): Are you catholic?
Iceman: What?
KW: Are you catholic?
Iceman: What does that have to do with the TCs? Did I say something wrong?
KW (Now very irritated and with the kind of urgency a virgin man would have while chasing a naked woman just 30 seconds before the end of the world): Are you catholic?
Iceman: No man..I'm not even Christian.
KW: Do you know you are going to hell?

I was a little appalled but then composed myself...

Iceman: Oh Yes, Im the guest of honour there.

I'm still wondering who gave this missionary a job here? That lady gives me the heebie-jeebies now. Brrrrr.

Last but not the least, Mr.Playa.

Mr.Playa is this guy I had seen like all over the floor. He looks like your everyday guy. Just going about his duty. But before we get into his story, I must first tell you about some weird voices I heard in the restroom.

BTW, this must be the third story from the rest room? I must start a sub-series on the rest room rather. All the freaks seem to hold a convention there.

So I am washing my face in the rest room and I suddenly hear these stifled voices

"Come on you can do it"

"Come on...come on..."

When I look up, I find The Playa talking to his little friend from down south, encouraging him to do his thing while keeping his eyes shut hard. I think I saw him pump his fist in encouragement.

I thought this was the limits. A 30+ guy who had to work so hard to take a leak.

Have you seen the one where Joey says to Chandler how he can't go when he is nervous? Well NOW do you understand this guy's problem? He can't even go when he is calm.

Wednesday, 14 September 2011

Happy Engineers day - September 15th

A doctor heals lives,                            
A soldier protects lives,                           
An engineer makes those lives worth living.

Happy Engineers day to all the engineers out there.

(Let us see how many of you get the name of the guy in the picture wrong.)

Tuesday, 6 September 2011

The Untameable wild spirit

I'm the wild stallion you couldn't chase,
I'm the speedy legs who didn't run your race,
I'm the dark horse you couldn't tame,
Where the heart should be, there's a raging flame

The rules of your game fail to bind me down,
Not for success nor failure I wish to be renown,
And though I might be leaving much to chance,
All I care for is a carefree prance.

Yet, I wouldn't mind if you don't remember my name,
I wouldn't bat an eyelid for a shot at fame,
I do ask to be left to be free,
A sunny afternoon and the cool shade of a tree.

A world where I have nowhere to be,
no duties to fulfil, nor the burden of responsibility,
no time constraints, no attire to obey,
just me, a little colour and the entire day.

A world where I am allowed to listen to a song,
from beginning to end, without interruption,
where strings and beats can overload my senses,
a world without borders and fences.

I don't want your religion, I don't want your God,
I don't want your country, territory or safe abode,
Your colour, race, culture, ethics and way to be,
because clearly you are all way too blind to see.

Sunday, 4 September 2011

A new high in cute - True love

I thought little kids were scared of cooties.

Show me something cuter!

In other news:
Today is also the anniversary of my parents. Happy anniversary to them.
Also, two of my friends from college got married. Hearty congratulations and a happy married life to them! :)