Okay, here he was. Straight from Amdavad via a halt at Surat. A bag full of Undhiyu and Ghantiya and some more tongue twisters. His look said it all. A cunning, boring, self centred gaanda. Thank you landlord for this exemplary favor on me.
"Hi" is all that I could say. He started "Myself Hites, from Amdavad, Gujarath. Ay am new here. Freser. Job looking here. okay". I said yeah OKAY!
I didnt need a few days or a few hours to know that he is a weirdo. 15 minutes was all that it took. I have never decoded a person so soon in my life. The rest of the days I have spent with him only reinforced the same fact again and again and yes, once again.I saw him sleeping with his windcheater one night and I spent the next half an hour looking for water leakage from the ceiling. And that was like a 'Oh Shit' moment for me. It isnt leaking dude, thats him, the weirdo.
My morning alarm on my phone just gave up on me. Really, it felt so sad that its job is now taken over by my roomie's mothers call at 6.45 am that it just stopped shouting at 7.15 am. 'Kem cho, mazaama?' became my new alarm music.
He used to give a lot of interviews but I think he carried his distinction on his face. Companies never gave him a second look.
The reasons -
- I want a job close to my eating place. Interviewer Bhai, where else will I get veg home-like gujrathi thali.
- I will not work beyond 6 pm. I am a man not Machine. Be a Man!
- I cant travel alone at night. People nowadays rape without any sexual preference. Hai ki Nai.
- I will write the test with the internet ON. Googling is allowed in the job na, then what.
- I will use my programs as my products and sell them on Quikr. You companies arent doing it, I am writing them with my NOledge.
- how are your company polisies, haan.
These really are only a few ways how he managed to screw up his chances.
I felt pity on him and used to give him gyan on how to behave in interviews, how to answer, how interviewers gauge his thought process etc. But I realized I was talking to a pit of sand. One day he asks me ' Vinos Bhai, giving me gyan gives you so much pleasar?'. I just slapped myself hard and the weirdo won.
Its actualluy 'He is not weird, He is super duper gifted'I feel pity at times. No, not on him. Ofcourse on myself to have to endure this torture.
F-ac-tion eh? (fact + fiction)
ReplyDeleteYour frustration is evident. He truly is different . Hope he learns before its too late.