Monday, September 11, 2006

All in the days work

Right now, I am at work… and trying to procrastinate… ok… not trying… more like I am procrastinating. Don’t blame me… so this is like my fourth day at work. I have been sitting and reading since morning… I am supposed to be reading for 9 hours. Any how, think my boss thinks I am a nut job. I wouldn’t blame him after yesterday’s mini fiasco.

So this is what happened:
I go to this dude called Raj Kochar. He is heading the safety formalities at a project called Harweel. Now, the dude knows I am an Electrical Engineer working in the H.S.E. Dept. so he thinks teaching me something called ‘Area Classification’ is a good start because it has something to do with electrical components. He taught me very briefly, yet very vividly. (I think he is in the wrong profession…AUS could use people like him). So, I ended up with a big fat file and a lot of papers with which I was told to ‘go through’. I sulk all the way to my desk (which isn’t really mine though) and I propped my head on my hands trying to recollect myself. Just when I thought my day couldn’t get any worse, my boss, Graham, walks in and says ‘So you are bored huh?’ With out thinking (as usual… me and my big mouth) I say ‘Yes, absolutely’. One thing leads to another and I tell him what happened with Raj. To this he promptly responded ‘let me call Raj’ and he starts walking away. I, being the idiotic retard that I am, run after the boss, screaming “NO ,NO” and waving my arms like a complete lunatic. I end up jumping into his office and waving my hands in front of his fone so that he doesn’t call the Raj dude… oh… why cant I just be normal!

Right then… for the first three days at Petrofac, I did nothing… I sat and heard people going on and on and on and on…. (and it goes on) about Petrofac and the particular departments in too much detail. The three days lead to a very numb butt and mind irritating crap. Then I started my first day at work. I do nothing. I sit and stare at the walls. A colleague of mine, Badar, introduced me to whoever was in the department. Most of whose names I don’t remember. Now, Badar, is an AUS graduate from Environmental Science… pretty cool guy and the latest to know about my babe plan. I don’t think he understood it though… since I was panting the whole time because I ran up 3 flights of stairs. Don’t ask me why. Just don’t.

Oh btw, I think it is world burping day today. I just heard the 5th person burp.

Oh a happier note… Happy Birthday Bajaj! U little terrorist you!


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4 Comments:

At 2:26 PM , Blogger Shiraz said...

glad ure enjoying urself so much at work...i was kinda hopin that ud grow outta the babe plan but i see that dream isnt comin true...oh well...ill settle for wishing you get run over the next time u talk about it...bye

 
At 11:01 AM , Blogger Keith said...

You'll get used to it, once you get to know the people there.

Word Verification: Kneed
Finally, they're trying to makes some sense.

 
At 9:36 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

i laughed so loud after reading ^ my roomie woke up, ur so crazy :p

 
At 8:29 AM , Blogger Tassy Ali said...

Shiraz: My dear poodle... this is not the Final Destination... I will see when the vehicle is close and i will jump out of its way... :) Happy thoughts dude!

Keet:I think u meant the ppl will get used to it and i will be thought of as a normal person :-)

Nahid: I am living up to the Dawood Family huh? Dont u think? Stay cool Coz.

 

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