I am personally incapable of finding the silver lining in the dark clouds, or seeing the half full bit of the very obviously half empty glass, so I would never dream of embarking on a 7 days of positivity sort of a journey. But I need the positivity, to keep me sane. So right now, I am going to make some serious effort at seeing the brighter side of things. However, knowing me, that ain’t an easy task, so instead, if I am unable to be all cheerful and sunny and Pollyanna like, I will find solutions to fix the issues. That should work?
Starting with the element which I claim is only 5% of my life, but saps 95% of the little amount of patience and tolerance I have. Work. I have decided that I need a whole attitude change at work. I have been ranting about way too many issues and people and more issues at work, while I actually think all that was needed was an attitude change. On my part.
Current status is that I am the most vocal when it comes to denying certain ways of work, or opposing the POVs of the biggies, or stating exactly what I feel about things. However, that is not useful, because in the end, I do exactly what I refused, in exactly the way that I had earlier proclaimed was stupid, and all this after I have worried for a long time about the repercussions of speaking up. The new me is going to be different. I am going to nod, and say ok to every dumb suggestion made, and then, not do it. Then we’ll see who has the last laugh. And no, I have not thought of the repercussions of the said action, but that’s the whole point. I don’t care. Or I do. Just a bit. Whatever.
Secondly, I think it is time to put the paper shredder to use. Have I mentioned that I find the paper shredder very therapeutic? If not, I am saying it now. Lately, I have had immensely graphic visions of me indulging in certain violent actions, with the victims being, well let’s say, totally deserving of the treatment. So instead of fretting and fuming and wanting to bang their heads on their desks, I will just write their names on the tonnes of prints we have to take because the ‘process says so’ and shred it. Muhahahaha. Even the thought of it makes me feel very good.
Next, I need to not bite back the cutting retorts at the tip of my tongue to certain comments. First of all, it is a miracle, if I can think of the perfect retort on time. And then, when I do, I act as if I am totally shocked by the fact, and stop myself from saying it. Then the moment passes. And saying it after that just seems desperate. And silly. And then I die for the next hour wishing I had said it. It is stupid really. And then I tell it to totally unrelated people, and they will nod, and that will make like .0005% of the dying feeling go away. But the 99.9995% stays as is.
I also need to roll my eyes more effectively. I do, a lot, but I have these small, invisible eyes, so it is not very apparent to the on-looker. It is so much easier to write it. In fact, there are times I feel like saying “Star rolling my eyes star” to the person so that he understands. Writing is actually the best form of communication. Gives you just the needed amount of time to word your statement perfectly. Anyway, back to the eye rolling, I should practice it in front of the mirror, because if I end up over doing it, the said person might think I am having a seizure or something. Which, come to think of it, is also ok, because he will know that’s the impact his statement made on me.
I need to start stating how busy I am at work, loudly, more often. This I think is the perfect example of ingraining a point in a person’s brain. The more you say it, the more they believe it. Inception, sort of. In fact, if you have your eyes glued to the screen the whole day, because there is in fact so much work, they will just think you’re surfing or something. You see, general theory. But if once in a while while surfing if you lift your head and nod , and click your tongue saying ‘ Very exhausted ya, too much work’ and then put your head down and seriously check for new updates on your reader, people will think you’re working very hard. Tried and tested and observed.
Lastly, I need a new backpack. Ok. That is not related, but I thought of telling you all anyway. It is very embarrassing when I carry that free backpack I got when my sister bought me a watch, in which the zip for the biggest compartment has stopped working, so I stitched it up, and then I stuff my gym clothes and shoes in the second one, and it looks very very awkward. And now that The ditcher Dude is off to the US, and taking my semi-dead personal laptop with him, I will need to lug this 500 kg Laptop home everyday to chat with him. Then carrying this Just-in-vogue bag looking like our press-wala’s gathri/mootai/sack (pick your language), and that 500 Kg laptop in its 200 Kg bag, will be tough. And ugly. More tough, less ugly. Or equal. Anyway, it will be bad.
So have you had enough of my positivity? And my super solutions to my super problems? Very uplifting no? I feel light and happy already. And the Friday feels like a Friday once more. Nirvana. Pretty much. Should call The Dude and tell him this. Oh I forgot ‘ditcher’. Two months, ditcher. Seriously, I think I should call and bawl once again. That will make him miserable. Like me. Ha.
You folks have a great weekend!