Cartoons, observational comedy, situational humour and satire.
And yet another character for the daily drama of this blog. Introducing the Funny Firang……the latest import to our office, he’s friendly, upbeat and all agog over the ‘India experience’. We’re having the time of our lives playing gracious Indian hosts to FF. Me: You know that girl who sits…
The training program is almost over. We’ll be back in the office soon. Panic, panic, panic…now do I know enough to get to work? I’m getting to know people slightly and slotting them into my caricatures of them. Meet my new masters…uh…colleagues… Smarts in an ivory tower (SIT): Pedigreed background,…
Unsettling washroom encounter! A jolt of fear runs through the ladies toilet. Mind games and eerie thoughts in a quest for an awakening.
Navigating the first week at a new job – from bosses to paychecks, finding balance and humor in the corporate world. A new job is a personal milestone.
Laughter echoes louder than keyboards at office when a fresh-faced Naya Baccha finds Saturday dread and the boss has unexpected advice on vacation spots.
Let’s describe the Human Resources Catch-22. Human Resources Person (HRP): I’ll send this mail and then I can leave.CC: At 4 in the evening? Great!HRP: I can leave but I won’t.CC: You make as much sense as any HRP does!HRP: Yeah, it comes from having a best friend like you….
Flashback to about 10 years ago.Scene: The end of an all-important talk about the facts of life to my uninitiated-and-eager-to-learn friend. Me: Yes, so that’s how it all happens. I thought you should know.She: Sounds horrible!Me: It gets better with time.She: No way! I’ll NEVER get used to that idea!Me:…
What if changing gender roles doesn’t lead us to utopia?
General zingers· You deserve an Oscar for the best impersonation of a human being that I’ve ever seen.· If I were politically correct, I’d refer to you as cranially challenged· Of course there are a lot of people who care about you; they call themselves PETA· They named an element…
Human Resources Person (HRP):1. is enjoying the dust-flecked, polluted breeze that surrounds the bus-stop at 6:30 pm.2. is groaning inwardly and trying not to think of another Saturday spent in soothing the nerves of edgy candidates and massaging the egos of the powers-that-be3. is mumbling about the hare-brainedness of people…