football, business and other unrelated things

The final of the football match. We were hoping for both of our teams to make it to the final – that would have ensured a tension-free final. But alas, the football god was not with us. Only one team made it.

Of course, i had to go to cheer the team – considering how conceited i am, it is expected of me to think the whole world would collapse if not for my benign presence. The match started and i started my shout-jump-chew dupatta-pull hair out routine. But all my cheer-leading skill was not able to make the team score. The match went into a penalty shootout. Nothing doing. Sudden death. Nothing doing. And, such is the tragedy of my life that, after hours spent screaming and generally behaving like one of the football hooligans (not to speak of frayed dupattas!), our team lost in the toss!! They actually tossed a coin to decide the winner! Can you beat that?

We actually went ahead and talked to the company whose franchisee we are planning to open. We are undecided about the name of our company. And we fought over the posts - chairman, CEO and MD. And we realised we didn't even know who was more powerful!! Ha ha..Chale teen bandar business karne!! We might become bankrupt but then, how will we ever find out if we don't try. We are now in the process of searching for a place to rent.

There is an "management" event on saturday - lunch-cocktail dinner party thingy - at one of the best clubs in the city. i got the invitation today - the MD and president of our company is going to "show" us the path - but i have told p-da that i am declining the invitation. i am just not interested in going there, trying to make an impression or listen to them drone on about what our vision, goal omuk tomuk. And that too on a weekend. No way. No brownie points for me. i might be blacklisted but i just don't care. i have decided that i don't want to go up any further up the corporate ladder - i have no patience for their high sounding words which ultimately translate into nothing. i would rather do my job well, make sure the deliverable are excellent. Nothing more. Nothing less. i have no desire to spend 12 hours cosseted with them. As i was telling SC, i have a great desire to be sacked. Even if i wanted to quit, they would try to bribe me into staying. i asked him whether i would be fired if i were to go on saturday, get drunk and start dancing on the MD's table. He said it was unlikely they would sack me even then. Oh hell. How does one get around to getting fired?