Green Tea

Right, now I heard that Green Tea is supposed to be all good for health and all. Good for the skin, metabolism and what not. Thus, a week ago, I began the Green Tea Drinking phase. I would offer a sachet to every one who came to my desk.

Prologue: I am working with two new trainees. You know the drill, you off load all the crappy work to them and then push them around just for the kicks of it *evil grin*

Plot: Some silly submission is due. Trainee 1 comes to my table to give me his contribution to the submission.

Me: *Hyperactively waving my Green Tea sachet in the air* “Green tea? Would you like some Green Tea? Its good for you.”

Trainee 1: *smiles… and probably thinks to him self that his supervisor is some weirdly hyper

female who is… weird.* “Umm… no, thanks. You should try Calamine. It comes in a

yellow sachet. I got all flavors from Lebanon. Try out Calamine”

Later… while leaving

Me: *Hyperactively waving my Green Tea sachet in the air* “Green tea?”

Hamster Voice in Head (HVH): Silly, you already asked him. Think before you wave your

hands like a schizophrenic!

Trainee 1: *smiles* “Nopes, I am good. You should try Calamine. It is calms people down.”

***

Plot: Lunch time… Dev and the rest are hogging on food… I have this sudden urge for some Green Tea. (btw, I think it is addictive)

Me: “Does anyone want Green Tea?”

Dev: “Sure”

Me: “OKie… but you know you don’t put in milk or sugar”

Dev: “well you can add sugar, if you want… but not milk, otherwise it will lose its Green-ness”

HVH: “Your stupidity has transferred to the people around you… everyone watch out!”

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Designing with the Designer

Okie… so I am not into marring peoples names and stuff… and I am not writing this blog to ridicule the person I am describing here… its just a light hearted entry… just like my other entries… no harm intended.

I really don’t know how The Company hires their employees. What I am certain of is that fluency in English is not on their list. I think, if the candidate has 2 hands, 2 feet, a pair of eyes… 2 pairs would do as well. Essentially, the candidate should resemble a human being and not have any major disease.

I am working with this Designer dude... lets call him Designer Dude, who I feel is incapable of understanding English even when spoken at an elementary level.

Plot: I am explaining the work to him

Me: …So, just replace this alphabet with “DB” and have this terminal shifted closer to the other

ones.
Designer Dude: *stares at me* *blank expression*
Me: Umm did you understand?
Designer Dude: * stares with a blank expression*
Me:*hits head on hard surface*

***

Me: Please keep a record of what files you are updating. Save them all in a different folder, so

that we know which drawings were updated.
Designer Dude: * stares with a blank expression*
Me: *Takes a noose and hangs myself from the fan*

***

Me: Please give me a print out of the Interconnection of Gas Tranche 2 for the 400V

Switchboard.
Designer Dude: Which Trench? (yes, not Tranche… Trench)
Me: *Takes a gun and shoots myself*

***

Me: Could you pass that paper to me? *points at paper on table*
Designer Dude: *blank expression*
Me: Umm, that Paper next to your left arm, could you please pass it on to me?
Designer Dude: *blank expression*
Me: *Walks up to the 7th floor and jumps off the building* ( Designer Dude is on the 2nd floor,

no harm would happen if would throw myself off the window… damn it… I cant fit through

the window…) *walks to the stair case of the 7th floor, and throws myself down*



Now, I don’t how he is personally, but apparently he has a big heart. Not only doesn’t he feed him self… he also feeds the marked up papers that I give him. All the documents, submitted by him… have either ketchup stains or other multi colored abstract art sticking on them. *eww*. Some stains are greenish brown…. I just hope its food… and not something that came out of his upper body crevice.


His pet phrases:

- I go Crystal Plaza.
- Have any the work?
- Just a one minute.
- Just you clarify

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