Salary Day... Yeaaaaaaaa!!!

There are numerous IT forward mails which gives the status of an IT guy from the first week to the last week of a month... and what he could have done with his salary. We dont talk about girls because all the money guys are spending are actually on these lovely creature called "girls".

Ok, coming back to the Salary day.... Its 31st and that only means only one thing.... i am going to rich for the day... i stress "for the day". Come evening and i head out with some freinds to our local hangout. We order a few jugs of beer and have a hearty laugh. Come bill time and we all share it without any hesitation and no math involved.

The next weekend... a friend drops out and says he is busy with work and cant make it. When we go out.. we say that since we all have other engagements the next morning, we better restrict it to just one jug per head. This time the sharing is done strictly with a calculator.

By the thrid weekend..... its only me and another friend. He says that he can come only for a quick drink and then he has to go out for a date (we all know its a lie). He comes and goes like a breeze paying his part of the bill. Only am left out. 
I order a few more drinks and then head out.

The fourth week is a disaster and i tell to myself that "drinking is bad for health" and i stick to a few health drinks like fruit juices (cant believe i do that).

Come weekend.... and guess what.... its SALARY DAY..................

and the story repeats....

Cellphones @ office

It is a monday morning. The time is around 9.14 am and i just log in. I am just going through my mails when suddenly i hear a horrible song .... "Who let the dogs out"...... and it was blarringly loud.

And to add up the misery of listening to it, the good collegue leaves the phone on his desk and is in the cafeteria chatting away with one of his female freinds. Now either he had to take the phone with him or keep it in silent mode. What am i to do?

I walk up to his desk and look around. I just take the mobile, change his settings to silent and keep it in the last rack of his pedistal.

Later i heard that the collegue spent nearly half a day searching for his mobile and finally found it.

From there on... there are no more loud songs from him... i go back to work in peace and then....

"The titanic theme song...." aaaaaaaahhh... somebody kill me...

My first bla bla blu blu blog

Isnt it amazing to see when a small kid first learns to do something on its own....for example: imagine the kid learn to hit some one or something....

Well, in that context.... i am just a kid... learning to blog and lets see how i learn to hit the right audience and make an impact