i’m already missing it all…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yesterday was my last day at work…and well, everyone made it quite fond and memorable…

Mine could be termed ‘one of the best last day’ in Resource…hehehe…yea, probably they were all charged up to throw me out. But what they dont realise is that I liked it so much that, shameless that I am, i’ll definitely go back for more 😀   Well, its not even a matter of choice. I have to go back…like i’ve mentioned here.

I went to office yesterday wearing the same dress I’d worn on the day i first joined! Though the dress was red, i felt blue 😦 .

And then the pranks began!

I was sitting peacefully in my room, typing away goodbye mails to clients (esp the good-looking male ones 😀 ), senti mails to colleagues and a respectful one to the bosses–when a dozen CDs came flying into my room and landed all around me! For a minute, i thought it was some kinda alien attack…! (what with the bomb blasts and all that…one never knows 😀 . I heard footsteps running away…and from the tiny tremors, i knew it was Harish! 😀

The number of blank utalks that kept thundering onto my screen was screwing up my typing speed as well as the spellings in the mail!! When i begged them to stop, they started typing “dont gooooooooo” and sending 50 at a time again!!! And then it all hung!

And while i’m frantically trying to save the loooong mail (i never realise there is a ‘save’ option unless its always too late), another wise guy walked in and said ‘Excuse me”, pushed my chair (and me) off, calmly shut down my system and walked off! And then i heard laughter from the studio!

Then again comes along another guy and starts shooting thick, hard cardboard pieces at me using a rubber-band! He had the aim a guy who’d drowned a dozen shots of vodka would have! Thank God for that!

Sometime later, Rajeshwari came and slyly took my desk phone off the hook and started to leave! If i hadnt actually seen her do it, I’m sure someone would have said they’re trying to call me. I’d have freaked out to find the phone missing.

The last straw was when one among the bosses said “we’ll charge you for water after 5.30…we’re very strict with guests” 😀 😀 😀 I was very near tears!! Everyone in office was bonkers yesterday…hiding behind walls/doors and springing surprises at me with “Booo” and all that! Popping into my room every 5th minute to say “last day…”

Oh god, the amount of noise i made in that office yesterday is unpardonable by normal norms 😀 ! But i had to keep shouting and screaming “shut up”, “i’ll cry now”, “nonsense”, “madness is happening” and a lot more! Coz i wont get to do all for a looong time 😀 😀 😀

The party was yummmmmm….:D 😀 😀 and the speeches amazing…at the end of it all, i was speechless!! Clutched the bouquet close to me and slowly walked out the door…and in the distance, i could hear the song “All my bags are packed, i’m ready to go…” float around.

Its been hardly a day since i left…and I’m already bored…wanna go to office!!

an atm card, 7744 bucks and a lost password!

Been down in the dumps since Saturday…

Was in the joy of having received some bonus from office and all that on Friday. Planned to have a bash on Saturday…go book shopping, spend the night at a friend’s place and have a happy weekend. Until I checked my bag on Saturday morning. And… Damn! Damn! Damn!

My atm card had apparently deserted me! First call went to the boyfriend, “Why the hell did you take my card? You could at least have told me…now how the hell do you think I can go shopping?!”. The answer was calm and amused “I do not have your card, Priya.” Aah…that was it. “Damn! Damn! Damn! Me, my carelessness and my damn forgetfulness…”

I was in despair. I knew I had misplaced it…but didn’t know when or where—until I figured out that my previous usage had been on July 8th…well, the obvious things were done—called the bank, blocked the card, realised some ****** has swiped it for Rs 7744 at some African Electronics shop! Damn! Damn! Damn!

“It was swiped in Africa? A.F.R.I.C.A ???” “Ummm…no ma’am…I meant it was swiped in a shop called Africa Electronics.” “Oh.” I was so irritated at the loss that I was quite tempted to be mean to the guy standing at the next counter and complaining, “Look, my card is old…and I need a new one…” Here, I have neither the card nor the money—and this fellow is cribbing about a new card?? Have mercy! For want of loosing my cool, I just pretended he didn’t exist. Damn! Damn! Damn!

Well, nothing much was to be done…I went on with my book shopping, had lunch and met up with friends to catch a movie… I had totally ignored the card and the loss… “What has to happen, will happen, Priya” I told myself. And well, landed up at Lido, met my friends and told them the sob-story. “African Electronics? I haven’t even heard of it” said a friend. “Me neither”, wailed I…when another one piped up “Ah, that shop is right behind my house!” “What???” Damn! Damn! Damn!

And then my brain started working…actually started working! Since that day, I haven’t slept. In spite of all that, i sat through the entire movie (Jaane tu ya jaane na–do watch it, its a happy movie…nice); i went to my friend’s place and spent the night there with 3 others; came back home on Sunday, continued the investigation…and finally on monday, i had two suspects. Hated the fact that it was either of the two… Damn! Damn! Damn!

All of monday, I couldn’t concentrate on my work. Kept solving the situation over and over in my head…and finally, by monday evening, I ruled out one among the two. And I was shocked… Damn! Damn! Damn!

Came home dead tired…mentally, more than physically…and finally sat down with my laptop, logged on to gmail… oops, logged on to gmail…ooops, logged on to gmail…ooops, logged on to gmail…ooops, logged on to gmail…and well, with shock, despair, irritation and much frustration, i realised that my password wasn’t working…it kept asking me to verify the special characters, check caps lock and a lot of other things. All I wanted was to see “Loading scorpria@gmail.com…” and that was the only message which wasn’t coming. Damn! Damn! Damn!

Then the tears started flowing! I cried like a baby…”I’ve lost my gmail id…waaaaahhhhh….i’ve lost my orkut id…everything is gone…my atm card is also gone….waaaahhhh….”

😀 😀 😀 3 sleepless nights, 2 full days of mental pressure and 7744 bucks! I had lost my logical abilities…the ability to think straight, apply my brain and realise that I can do a password recovery!