You see, if you remember, The Dude is now back from Umreeka. And what is the one thing you do when you come from there? Bring chocolates. For friends and family. And that’s what he did. Only this time, I somehow convinced him that I being his closest friend and family, should get have the first go at all the loot, and then we can think of the rest. And he agreed. So the result is, no one else got an opportunity to have a look at the sinful quantities of sinfully dark chocolates that had been splurged on. Except for moi. Which should, in regular scenarios, lead to still more expenditure, on clothes that can handle the repurcussions. But that, my dear friends, didn’t happen. Positive effect of the crazy amount of work. See. Working long hours has paid off, for once, without the overtime concept.
Not happening at all. One, I post after like a month after I posted last. Two, I don’t even bother posting to atleast wish the blog on it’s birthday. 5th birthday. Milestone. Who does that really?
The excuse I have is extremely relevant though. A little shocking even. So those who are not the brave kinds can please not proceed further.
I have been, well, ok, here goes. I have been busy. (Shocking part follows)
Ok, go on, go on. Act all shocked. Say, "naah, quit joking" or " Work, and you?" Gag. Choke. Faint. But that, everybody, is the truth. And nothing, but the truth.
I would be shocked too, only I am too busy for that, so much work you see. Actually I didn’t realise my level of workaholism till recetly, except that, well I was spending 4-5 hours more than the stipulated working hours at the office each day. And oh, I was carrying work home. Eep. But still, acceptable. But then I noticed some really weird situations, which weren’t too positive. Scary even.
Weird Situation no. 1 – I wake up at 6:30 in the morning (no-no, that’s not the the weird situation. Though if you think, it actually is. But still, I actually have more!), look at the poor sleepy Dude next to me and say " You know what, I think I hardcoded x formula in x sheet. And now it is only going to pick values for X. And it should actually be dynamic, so that it can pick values for Y,Z,A,B,C and all that too. I have to correct it! Now!" The Dude just blinked, and asked me to go switch the geyser on if I wanted to get to work on time. But still.
Weird Situation no. 2 – I am all dressed for work, and the only thing remaining is the shoes I intend to wear for the day. I usually, think in my head, as to which shoes would suit the outfit the best, and then search for the right box and pick them. And I do just that. Only, as I am wearing them, I think, "Man, today is Work Day 5. Which means I will be doing a lot of print validations today. Which means I will be taking a lot of prints, and the printer is kinda far from my seat. So these shoes are, well, not best suited considering the amount I need to walk today. So I should wear the more comfortable shoes. Yes".
Changes your perspective huh? Now I sound like a workaholic don’t I? I am worried, really. I mean, I hate the computer so much these days, that I refuse to switch on my laptop at home. And that is saying something, me being the net-addict I am. Oh, before you say I sound all ranty and cribby, I shall now mention the one postive effect of all the work I am doing. Well, I am not putting on any weight! Ok, before you say ‘Big deal, if you lose weight, it’s still something, what is this’, let me clarify, and actually explain the whole theory.
Ok, I have pretty much made up for my absence out here in the past month me thinks. So, I shall stop the ramble, and probably present more of it more often, in smaller bits ? Makes sense, pretty much. So, till then, let’s us all wish and hope that things get back to normal. As in, I really don’t want to dream of excel sheets anymore. And I don’t want my last thought before I go to sleep to be "Did I allign those charts to the numbers or not?" I really really don’t. I miss the good old days. Really. Sob. But for now I guess it’s time to get back to the charts and graphs. Atleast till all your wishes come true. And you don’t even know you’re supposed to wish for this. Hello, this is not published on the blog yet. So I will stop. And publish it. Pray for me. Ok? Ok.