There I was at the first day of office and all I could think of was how I was gonna miss that 6-months long vacation so much! While most people were sitting at home starting at walls, waiting for jobs, I had lived some of the best moments of my life, that are now preserved as some of the best memories which can never be wiped. They're mine and will stay with me when I die. It feels great to have certain moments and feelings that you can hold with you and only you and cherish them purely without other people tainting them. But now life was gonna turn ordinary again...
When I reached the office that stood tall in front of me, with the big black glasses shining at me and the name of the company glaring at me from above, I was left bedazzled that I was gonna work there. And like any normal guy or any horny girl would do, I had begun hunting for my prey as soon as I entered, because it had been 7 months of singleton, and this was a hope to turn duplet. I entered the reception of the huge building that I recollected from the day of my interview. That time, a sexy chick had invited me to reception, and I was staring at her like a hungry animal for some time, thinking that she works there as an employee or something. 5 minutes later, she had come to me and asked me to follow her for the interview. I remember the terror that went through, and how much relaxed I felt after that when I came to know that she wasn't the one who was gonna interview me. I hoped to see her again this time. But this time, I was left utterly disappointed. Some ugly pregnant lady (I don't mind the pregnant part, but ugly!) came upto me and told me that the last batch had started 2 days ago and that I'd be joining fresh. That sentence was confusing. So I thought I'll be in a new batch that's gonna start today. After that I don't remember what details she was giving about the company, because I was just way too excited to see the chicks that are gonna be in the new batch. I was just waiting to select whom to sleep with next! I was just waiting to search the sexiest bimbo in the entire room, while I was following the pregnant one. She told me to wait in a room with my fellows or fellow, I didn't quite get that. So I entered the room thinking there will be atleast 25 people, atleast 5 of which would be hot chicks.
Who am I gonna sleep with? Who am I gonna sleep with? I entered. "The room" was a small meeting room and there was ONE old woman sitting in the chair, that seemed like she could occupy the seats of 25 people! And all my dreams got shattered with a single flick of air. I was sitting there with the aunty, and looking like an idiot to everyone roaming outside the room. I looked at her- No, I cannot do this!
I waited for 5 minutes and no one came. I kept cursing in my mind, I sure hoped that the reason for making me wait so long with this thing was that the baby had come out! Anything other than that and the pregnant lady would share the reception of my curses! This would have been heaven if it were a hot young fresher chick, just perfect! But right now, this woman was staring at me like a cow.
I waited for 5 minutes and no one came. I kept cursing in my mind, I sure hoped that the reason for making me wait so long with this thing was that the baby had come out! Anything other than that and the pregnant lady would share the reception of my curses! This would have been heaven if it were a hot young fresher chick, just perfect! But right now, this woman was staring at me like a cow.
I finally figured, she would turn friends with the girls sooner than I could. Girls need absolutely no reason to be friends! A girl would turn friends with another girl, just because they are both girls! And if there's a conversational starter needed, there's always, 'what make-up do you use?' or 'oh, I so loved your shoes!' or... 'hey.' Like I said, absolutely no sense needed. If there were two guys in a waiting room for half an hour, after which one of them finally breaks the ice by saying just a 'hi,' the other guy would shout out, 'stay the fuck away from me, you homo!' But girls are in-build lesbians, as we all know. Anyways, where was I? Yes, so I figured making her a friend would reduce my efforts later. So I asked her name. And her eyes grew to twice their size. I suddenly turned conscious and tried to recollect if I asked the question right.
She told her name and I was laughing inside, because remember when I said she was sitting like a cow, well, when she told her name, it rhymed with the phrase- 'you thick cow.' I could not believe I controlled my laughter somehow. And that's why I'm just gonna use her blog-name as Gayatri aunty. The name just popped in my head and it's not because 'Gaay-three' could mean '3 cows together.' Then she asked me my name. And now I knew the joke was about to turn on me. You see, as I had said in my first blog, I've got a little extra-ordinary name that creates problem when I tell it to people the first time. I told her and she just kept waiting like I was still about to tell the name. I was like, there you go, that was the name! It's over! But her confused wait forced me to simplify it, and I quickly continued to, "but you can call me Sunny." And then, she stopped the stare. After a while, I started again, "fresher?" and I realized how funny that question would have been because she looked like 30! But the answer was even funnier! She replied, "yes."
Then again, there was silence for a while. Now I wasn't gonna be the one to break the ice again. This woman was least interested in talking, and there I was trying to chat like an idiot. I kept shut. But it started turning me uncomfortable. I got up and stood outside the room, and just to avoid looking like an idiot again, I kept roaming nearby, looking at coffee machines and around. After a long time, the pregnant lady came back and the baby was still in. I was furious.
She told us to follow her to the class. 'Class?' Yes. So there it was, my training classroom. As the door opened, the bubble of hope formed again...
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She told her name and I was laughing inside, because remember when I said she was sitting like a cow, well, when she told her name, it rhymed with the phrase- 'you thick cow.' I could not believe I controlled my laughter somehow. And that's why I'm just gonna use her blog-name as Gayatri aunty. The name just popped in my head and it's not because 'Gaay-three' could mean '3 cows together.' Then she asked me my name. And now I knew the joke was about to turn on me. You see, as I had said in my first blog, I've got a little extra-ordinary name that creates problem when I tell it to people the first time. I told her and she just kept waiting like I was still about to tell the name. I was like, there you go, that was the name! It's over! But her confused wait forced me to simplify it, and I quickly continued to, "but you can call me Sunny." And then, she stopped the stare. After a while, I started again, "fresher?" and I realized how funny that question would have been because she looked like 30! But the answer was even funnier! She replied, "yes."
Then again, there was silence for a while. Now I wasn't gonna be the one to break the ice again. This woman was least interested in talking, and there I was trying to chat like an idiot. I kept shut. But it started turning me uncomfortable. I got up and stood outside the room, and just to avoid looking like an idiot again, I kept roaming nearby, looking at coffee machines and around. After a long time, the pregnant lady came back and the baby was still in. I was furious.
She told us to follow her to the class. 'Class?' Yes. So there it was, my training classroom. As the door opened, the bubble of hope formed again...
CONTINUE HERE:
http://ooh-yea.blogspot.com/2011/12/mastekeer-the-first-day-<password>.html
