When you switch jobs
Sometime back, a little over few months ago, you decided to part with your work set up and join a force of highly motivated individuals trying to make a difference in the IT industry, well that was what you thought when you first contemplated joining which I am speakin of, but 'tis since then and you haven't yet quite "settled". Did you not want to? Was it a conscious effort; you didn't want to settle down? None would fancy such an ordeal, amongst his peers, amongst this cruelly ferocious competitive industry!
At times, where you find yourself is, in the midst of, a heap load of office politix, added to the non-acceptance of an outsider in a "close", settled team. People start eyeing you as the boss's new fav, whilst on the contrary, the boss might himself be screwin you with your pants down. Rearly (yes not rarely .. u knw wa I mean), do you try to make an effort to flow against the system, and when you do, all you get is a thonged, prickly thin shovin up ur as*. It becomes a rat race, not of the fittest and technically strongest, but politically motivated and politically supported!
And suddenly you start thinkin, I guess I was a technician ... or was it all a scorn by the Almighty to show me another face and yet prove again ... YOU ARE HUMANS! That ever self centered, over-zealous and jealous race... And 'tis at such overtures, that you start comparing all this to a terrorist attack .. a civil war inflicted upon those who choose to dare and question the monarchy amidst all anarchy (ofcourse, or else there wouldnt have been such fallacies), and question the manner in which it has been provided "to, by and for" those who "matter"(question is really?)
All of a sudden, you start seeing activities all over your workplace; people start frequenting the cafeteria, accompanied in most probabilities by their fellow workers... not new, not old, but "trusted"! Trust, do we ask 'em, do they indeed trust their "trusted ones"... Were it not for the fact that an invasion from an alien species of a new kind needs be inverted, each would have gobbled up every other one, vying for the "step-up"... And then you ponder-"All need a step-up"... No rules attached, no questions answered, dont matter if you just got promoted, all you gotta do n think about is, your race to the next step-up begins the very same day! And why not, if all you gotta do is show your peer, junior, superior, everybody down n dont let em surface to get a breather whilst swimmin in this swam of "{add filth however you like}" ...
To be continued...
At times, where you find yourself is, in the midst of, a heap load of office politix, added to the non-acceptance of an outsider in a "close", settled team. People start eyeing you as the boss's new fav, whilst on the contrary, the boss might himself be screwin you with your pants down. Rearly (yes not rarely .. u knw wa I mean), do you try to make an effort to flow against the system, and when you do, all you get is a thonged, prickly thin shovin up ur as*. It becomes a rat race, not of the fittest and technically strongest, but politically motivated and politically supported!
And suddenly you start thinkin, I guess I was a technician ... or was it all a scorn by the Almighty to show me another face and yet prove again ... YOU ARE HUMANS! That ever self centered, over-zealous and jealous race... And 'tis at such overtures, that you start comparing all this to a terrorist attack .. a civil war inflicted upon those who choose to dare and question the monarchy amidst all anarchy (ofcourse, or else there wouldnt have been such fallacies), and question the manner in which it has been provided "to, by and for" those who "matter"(question is really?)
All of a sudden, you start seeing activities all over your workplace; people start frequenting the cafeteria, accompanied in most probabilities by their fellow workers... not new, not old, but "trusted"! Trust, do we ask 'em, do they indeed trust their "trusted ones"... Were it not for the fact that an invasion from an alien species of a new kind needs be inverted, each would have gobbled up every other one, vying for the "step-up"... And then you ponder-"All need a step-up"... No rules attached, no questions answered, dont matter if you just got promoted, all you gotta do n think about is, your race to the next step-up begins the very same day! And why not, if all you gotta do is show your peer, junior, superior, everybody down n dont let em surface to get a breather whilst swimmin in this swam of "{add filth however you like}" ...
To be continued...
posted by maxdiconoclast at Tuesday, July 08, 2008
2 Comments:
So you write!
btw, the last comment was by me!
-Nishanth
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