The training program is almost over. 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, Mr.Ultra Cool has earned a reputation to step carefully around since he’s just as likely as the others to catch a mistake and the likeliest to hang you for it.
Culture cocktail (CuCo): An ancestry tracing back to Ireland, speaks German, grew up in Pakistan, studied in USA and currently inhabiting India…what else can you call a blue-eyed blonde who can pronounce every Indian sound (in a southie accent for some reason!)
My trainer observes that Indians are very friendly and assertive and that ‘this group’ has been very enthusiastic to learn and highly participative. Yeah right, I could see her smile beginning to wear a little at the edges after the end of each day’s volleying with the questions.
SIT’s informed opinion on this: Indian b-schools award marks for class participation. They’re still under that hangover!
* In a lower tone * Hit them with questions before they hit you with them! That’s the only way to keep a step ahead of them!
The race has begun…..