As I started out Amiablethoughts, the most recurrent question I had to face was:
That’s not amiable at all!
But, things change and I gathered much courage and started writing on a variety of topics. Very recently the blog has gained newer readership, and I’m glad that – the little ideas and fast written words on my blog is being read and enjoyed by the people in far reaches.
Chapter One: Wishy-washy entry to TTL
I had recently decided to not pay much attention to the boring job, which had no direction or help whatsoever. So, I forced their hands on letting me go; after which, I needed a breather from all the soul-sucking that happened, and the ridiculous social dance of getting to know each other. Soon after – I mean in a matter of days I was approached by an HR of a TTL company. I was glad to have a way to pay my bills, and it was one single word that peeked my attention – Quirky!
I got in quite smoothly and had a ball of a time fighting, apologising and getting to know the people.
Chapter Two: You never know who they really are
We humans are pattern making machines, who use analogy to basically live a life; that’s the reason why we judge quite fast. I was judged, labelled, made fun of and harassed like every new employee, college student and ape. In the acceptance of a new member, we are still in the category of apes.
But, who’s the silverback?
There was this guy, an anal retentive person with strict rules on what’s right and what’s wrong. I tried to enlighten him with the wonderful perspective of the shades of grey. But, he was strict on…wait…wait. I just remembered my interview, one aspect of it very clearly.
He was mentioning that we’re going to have a long chat about my comment:
The purpose of language is to communicate.
Which has played out until the last day, I wrote out of the official group – ‘thanks for making me feel home’. He was insistent that ‘feel at home’ is right. You can never win with THIS people.
So, I recant my previous statement; you can know these people. And, a word of advice – just nod and move along. You can’t be productive, much less creative under a Nazi regime!
That could be an overstatement, what if it is. Here’s a fun fact to end this chapter with a distraction:
I quit while reading Scott Adams’ The Joy of Work: Dilbert’s Guide to Finding Happiness at the Expense of Your Co-Workers.
Chapter Three: The unrequited love for beer & more
The great USP of the organisation is a welcoming bar setup, where we usually smoke and drink – often enough both at once. I’m really going to miss it (the amiable part is coming up don’t worry).
Here’s what’s more – I tried to help out a friend. I was under the impression that there was serious harassment happening to her, but turns out it ain’t that bad. A colleague confided in me that she could’ve avoided it long ago, but … getting a bit uncomfortable here, speaking of the idiotic stuff that may or may not have happened – why should this part of the story had to be grey instead of gay?
End of chapter three.
Chapter Four: But, do you really know people?
I had a very patient boss who was friendly enough to not fire me after a couple of faux pas. But, the very same boss brought up a stupid stuff that was blown way out of proportions. All I asked of the femme fatale was to get a couple of Old Monks, which has quadrupled into a huge harassment story. And what about all that actual harassment, which I had to witness firsthand? Which could be continuing still, all merrily. Come on, this was the most pissy situation in that organisation. Higherups all ways think they are untouchables, what a load of BS.
Chapter Five: The amiable getaway
All the drama, all the fun and down the line it gets a bit sentimental. Almost all the colleagues got slightly emotional and bode farewell. I always appreciated the way of ending it nice, so I make extra efforts to not piss off anyone completely. That understanding hasn’t come recently on the realisation of how small the world/industry is; rather it’s nice to have differences but it’s nicer to be nice.
Or to put it succinctly:
You don’t have to be an asshole.
This time around the Old Monk that I grabbed from the Bangalore trip was handy for the send-off party. Many employees joined and I made a bad speech about how I’m going to miss the place. The goodbyes aren’t hard for me, because I know that it’s impossible to really miss people as we really aren’t exposed to their true sides. Wait, I’m getting Nihilistic again, wanted to make this one as amiable as I could.
So, yeah it was an amiable getaway. I was lucky to be a part of the gang, to be accepted and let grow as a person. Career-wise it was unproductive, but personally, I got to be a better person – thanks to the friendly colleagues.
“Why, then, ’tis none to you, for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.”
~ William Shakespeare