One Fine Day (N everyday)

A Sneak Peak into a day in my life.
Which is quiet normal, few of u may not agree, but still.... I hardly care. N no specific reason to blog it down. M a narcissist to the core n heck I am ok with it.

7:00 - I drag myself out from the bed, somehow. So difficult I tell u, so much. Still I manage as there's no other way out. The first thought which hits my mind the moment I open my eyes is "What do I do to bunk office today" and this thought keeps on lingering on my mind.

7:15 - Brushing - (Xcuse-->I fell down my stairs.............nah it’s too easy)

7:30 - Still brushing - (Xcuse-->I am not well" No way I have tried this like thousand times)

7:35 - Admiring my teeth in the mirror - (Xcuse-->I broke my glasses...... Nooooooo it’s too lame)

Finally I know nothing can work out coz I anyways have to go. That feeling is the worst stuff.... I give up

7:45 - Maid comes. N m fuming, she is almost 1 hr late. When asked the reason she gives the lamest of excuse. N for a moment I thought of using the same for my office, off course I can’t. So ask her to quickly wrap up the chores, which obviously she doesn’t.

8:00 - M late, m late with everything. Clothes not ironed, forget the damn iron I haven’t even decided what to wear. Damn so there I start with the toughest task of deciding what to wear. Trust me the way they show in the movies, actress standing infront of the Mirror n admiring the clothes on her, its nothing close to that. In a jiffy my closet (which BTW I just cleaned it y'day is back to square one, again). I manage somehow b/w the mess n pull out a decent n all cramped up stuff to wear. N well it’s not over yet the moment I switch on the iron....
**wooosshhh** the electricity goes...... ^^^%(&*(*&(*&*

8:20 - Again ransack my messed up wardrobe to wear something which dsnt need the favour ( i mean ironing). Manage with a funny looking Kurta (damn it looks like a scarecrow dress, coz it belongs to my "lookalikebabyelephant days") and an old pair of denims (I love Msft for its bindaas no formal stuff)

8:40 - As I was almost done with these stuff........... my maid shrieks out almost giving me a heart attack. Run to the kitchen hoping to see some weird thing and well what I see was just the most awsomest (ignore the Grammar, free thought process is in progress :D) scene. My ex-lunch (coz its dead ) is all black, now (it’s all burnt down to charcoal) Courtesy: My maid was busy daydreaming or something god knws wt. But I was too damn angry n already late to say anything.

9:00 - Cabbie honking his tonsils out downstairs. I push my maid out (literally) she was on her own trip of extra cleaning today. Run down to catch the cab. N the moment I fit in the cab I realize "HolyGosh I forgot to comb my hair".
My hair now looks like a small cute love nest of a sparrow. Awkwardly I manage them while my weird cab mates give me a strange look (I hate those stupid zombies n hate travelling with them)

9:30 - Reach office switch on my system. All the while praying that the feedback for the reports should be like fine.
The day drags away without much "Out of the way happenings"

12:00 - M happily reading a report n sipping cup of coffee n **phuchak** Ewwwwwwwwwwwww I spilled the coffee on my w/s. The housekeeping comes n starts the cleaning job.
M till then mourning the jacked papers of mine n suddenly,
OMG my toys too are doped out with the coffe. Rush them for a bath.

12:30 - I realized (after ages) my cell was acting weird. OMG OMG holycow&**^*&^&^ my cell was dying. Rush to get it checked.

1:10 - Technically I was asked to cough out 3K for my sick cell. I almost fainted. But had to cough out the moola :

3:00 - Back in office.
Sigh. Had enough events for the day.

3:15 - Working on a presentation. N all of a sudden my system crashes. No warnings, no reminders. Plain n simple crash. Its blank now. M sitting quietly too numb to react. And hoping that the deck I was working on somehow should be saved (No u weirdos I was Clt+S -ing it, but still).

3:40 - The IT techno guy comes. (They are always late. Never ever on time. They are like the VIP's in Msft. B$#%^&s)
He starts work on my system.

Me (Scared soul) - What’s wrong with my system (crossed my fingers)
Tecchhi Weirdo - %$^&*($# to ^&&*(( &^#$$$ with &^%^%%^^%
(I didnt understand a single word he used besides the normal English "To, with...............")
Me (Scared soul) - Ok umm.....I need to send the report in a hours time. Can you fix this up.
Tecchhi Weirdo - ya sure. Should be fine in 1 hour. Only if the Hardware ^&*($#$ is ^%$(())#### and %$#$####(*&*&&. OK?
Me (Scared soul) - : That, wont help me. I need to send across few reports in a hours time.
Tecchhi Weirdo - Oo I see. he he he.
Somewhere in the vicinity of my mind - Why was this DumbA$$ laughing!!!! Dud!! Is this the normal way he talks?????

4:15 - Somehow my system started working (the tecchhii weirdo gave me a look as if I he was next to GOD. Someday, someday I will kill that moron). Thankfully the deck was saved. I managed to send it on time.
Waiting for the bigman’s (boss) feedback.

4:30 – Get up for a cup of lemon tea. N no no I don’t even dare to bring that back to my w/s.

4:40 - Back. There were a couple of mails. Happily check them. N after that I almost fainted.

(The mail)
Thanks for the deck. However I dont require this anymore can you quickly write a report on "The Recession and Indian Economy" and also the "Stock market". Would need that in half hour.
Thanks Much
XYZ

So well woowwwww. I worked my effing A$$ on the other stuff and the guy realized he doesn’t need it!!!! And those reports will take me forever to collate and write. N in half hourr????!!! What was I.... Manmohan Singh or Pranab Mukherjeee.... Jeezzzz.
To buy some time from the bigman i ping him

Me: Hi XYZ (5:00PM)
XYZ : Hi (5:15 PM)
Me: I just went through your mail. I will need some time to work on this report. Actually both of them (5:16 PM)
Me: Ok. So send it to me by 6:30 then (5:20 PM)
Somewhere in the vicinity of my mind -Such an insensitive creep.
Me: Ok (5:22 PM)

6:35- Report sent. Finally about to leave. Time to go home................sweet home.

6:40 - Get a cab after so much of arguments and mails shootings (Msft has become such a miser in every aspect)

I decide that no more on the spot work. Will go home plan everything;

• Iron clothes
  
• Straighten out the mess in my closet
  
• Sleep early

N blah blah blah. N I was on my way (in my thots) to plan out things

7:00 - Phone rings. Friend calls.

P - Lets go for a movie???
Me – I mean ya ok. Bt nooooo, I got (correction) we got office tomorrow. And I haven’t as yet arranged anything, u know my WTD.
P - Do it laterzzzzzzzzz
N well ya I went for the movie. Forget all the WTD and all.

P.S.: The next day was the same story coz I never managed to arrange my stuff. Hence proved M lazy

Damn I prove myself right everytime n it’s not funny. I need to do something about my lazy self.
Uh Oh, will do it some other day perhaps :P

**WTD = Work TO Do