Thursday, December 20, 2007

Blood, phobia and office gossip

A funny incident occurred today at work– well, maybe not funny but it seemed funny to me; everything seems funny to me these days. One of the project guys told a fellow project female that she should be wearing decent clothes!! The female took umbrage at what she thought was a dig at her “dignity” (her choice of word, not mine). She escalated it to S, my priyo sakhi (the right word would be sakha considering that S is a guy – or so he says – but i tell him sakhi is the right word since i don’t think of him as a guy. S continues to be my dear friend inspite of this!).

Forgive me for being superficial, but this female is not good looking, that being kind to her. And she has such atrocious taste which puts me off. After coming back from her 3 months stint in the States, she is desperately trying to be “westernized” – hair dyed to almost-blond and all that. Today, she wore something that made us all look twice at her – and i never even glance her way on other days! The poor junior later came to us and told us that he found her dress so indecent that he could not bear it and told her off in the lift itself! We were like we agree with you but since this is a delicate issue, this should have gone through the proper channel blah blah…

i find it amusing that people seem more interested in picking up accent (oh god, it really hurts my ears listening to “phorenised” Indian accent), dress sense and eating habits instead of trying to imbibe better things like their civic sense, dignity of labor, sense of independence et al.

i cut my finger yesterday – was scared i would faint seeing the blood. Was disappointed (eh?) because i didn’t bleed profusely – he was nice enough to “mend” it with the band-aid while i looked away. My sister cut her finger once – i am scared of blood. She bled all over the place while i went hyper. And i am scared shit of caterpillars and other creepy crawlies. My worst nightmare would be waking up to a room full of crawlies. i shout my lungs out if i were to encounter one when i am shelling peas. i cannot even watch them on TV without squirming. i can deal with anything that walks – what gets is thing that crawls!

S is going onsite for one month – it is going to be one quiet month at work. We cannot work without picking on each other. Everyday we trade about a million galis – it would go something like - tui sala, tor khandan sala, tui baje tor khandan baje. Juvenile. And we are like old hags – we are so fond of gossip. He knows almost everything that goes on in this company – like who is going out with whom, who has hired a divorce lawyer - and he relays this for me to dissect and pass sarcastic comments.

2 comments:

B said...

lol at that lady. I'm jus wondering how bad she mustve felt .

And about the fights, I am on one currently. lol

I never believed I was interested in/ capable of sooo much gossip until I met these new friends. We've been gossiping about some people for months. LOL.

gypsy said...

red soul: She was so outraged that she cried - but then her tear ducts always work overtime!

i am so done with fighting - that i refuse to react even when provoked now!

i love gossiping. And most of the people with whom i trade gossips happen to be guys! So much for women being gossipmongers. Guys are no less.