(Author's note. I know this is really low, but I am totally bored and I have no idea what to do with my time. And I seem to have run out of ideas. What is the difference between Naren and a lockjaw patient? One has a biter's lock. The other has writer's block)
I spent the evening in my friend Sudarshan's office.
Sudarshan is a hot shot entrepreneur, running a KPO and is razor sharp at decision making. One nice thing about Sudarshan is that he is very approachable.
So I wasn't surprised when a small mouse like girl came in and stood hemming and hawing
Sudarshan smilingly told her "Speak out, speak out, I'm not going to eat you".
I raised my eyebrow, old dirty mind me and got an angry frown in return from Sudarshan.
"Sir," squeaked the girl "my mother-in-law blah blah husbands cousin blah blah may I leave early today?"
"Done. You can leave at 5", said Sudarshan, smiling "and now get back to work."
She fled gratefully and we resumed our animated discussion on the state of the economy and the effect of the falling dollar on Sudarshan's bowel movements.
Soon another girl, foxier than the previous one, entered and brazenly asked for Friday off because she and her boyfriend were going out for the weekend and also wanted the company guest house in Lonavala which was available but Admin said need Sudarshan's ok.
Sudarhan thought for a moment and said, "Tell them to call me. I'll okay it. And you better be back on Monday!" She batted her eyelids, made a pout at Sudarshan and told him he was a sweetheart. As she left, Sudarshan made a grumpy face and said "All this work pressure and these people just want vacations. What am I to do?"
"You could have said no, couldn't you?" I asked
"I suppose I could, but sometimes you have to be careful about spoiling employee morale. Plus she's very efficient and she can handle everything I push at her. You have a dirty mind, Naren. That is not what I meant"
We had a cuppa and as I waited for Sudarshan to pack up, in came a smart young lad, one of their systems wizards, apparently.
"Boss, you'll have to give me a car", he said, in a whiny tone
Sudarshan raised his eyebrows.
"I don't like our agency's taxi service. Plus I NEED a cabin, boss, I need to command some respect. And that guy who makes the tea? He really needs to be sacked, he never gives me tea when I ask for it."
"Boss?" he enquired, for Sudarshan seemed strangely silent.
"Johnny," said Sudarshan, gritting his teeth, "you are not getting a single thing. If you don't like it around here, you can quit and you can quit now. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?"
Johnny slunk away without a word.
I didn't need to ask Sudarshan why he was so nasty to poor Johnny. I knew the reason. He had put all his begs in one ask-it