View from the Window of the Office Lobby
There are a lot of things I'm going to miss about this place when I finally leave it. Tea breaks and lunches and dinners out downstairs with R, for one thing. Forever having to implore her to wait if any managers were around, or begging her to let us have lunch anywhere except Saravana Bhavan.
Odious food at the canteen alleviated by the presence of Gupta's north indian food stall. And now the new biryani guy.
Horrible scanner that never worked when anyone really needed it; like during the peak season.
Endless ways to fritter away your salary by visiting the neighbouring mall; despite the incessant power cuts.
Learning how to beat down my ego so that it'd fit into my pocket where I could hide it away from my managers.
Learning that not all friends are good friends, and how to tell the difference.
Being forced not to speak my mind because dumb people talk louder and it's only the loudest voice that's ever heard.
All in all, this company helped me grow professionally. By that I mean that I have ceased to struggle. I have become truly corporatised. The end has just begun.
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