from the hr trainee's desk (a lil more personal)

5 /31 / 05 10:21 A.M.
Good morning! A new day, a new sun, I’m waiting for you, here I am. That was a good start to a journal entry for a new office day. But I haven’t had such a good beginning to my day. I am still stuck with the awful PC without any net connection. Otherwise this would have been a live post. Anyway, at least I am venting my frustration. There is a power cut which means the PC and the AC are running but the lights are not working, which is rather sad.
I got this nice news, the floor I am on consists of the HR and PR division both of which I really like, but the news is that my company is getting covered on NDTV and other news channels, which is good because I was feeling rather unsatisfied with the coverage the company has which is a little less than I would like for a company I am associated with.
So ultimately things are working. I just helped a senior manager turn of his HUTCH ALIVE messages and well I hope he remembers. Well yesterday I had done something similar, I had reminded one of the junior guys the name of an Arnold Swazennegar movie, which had jungle in it, The Predator of course.

5 /31/ 05 11:52 A.M
Well, weird PC’s I must confess, whichever floppy I open the damn thing shows me something else. Weird! Why have such malfunctioning drives? A company like this does not have a maintenance department to take care of it. I just hope the stuff I copied is there in the goddamn floppies. I swear to god I have already deleted them from source and if they don’t open I am in a big mess. And this stupid PC is not on the shared network and hence I can’t work it is so difficult.
Yesterday it was time for another confession, by my ex now, he has a gf, they have had a fight, and I am to be the arbitrator, my foot! They can both go to hell! As far as I am concerned I don’t care about what happens to their stupid relation. Apparently he has taken it into his head that I am his friend. Of course that would solve all the problems. So like man! Oh! I do so hate them really.
There has been another god send opportunity, my CD Café but had left the CD of Bunty aur Babli at my place last night, although my ex bf’s miserable state prevented me from enjoying the charms of Mr. Abhishek but that is ok I felt rather bad about Mr. D but then today morn the CD Café boy turned up and I returned him the CD without so much as fluttering an eyelid, perhaps because I felt the decision being taken out of my hand by god after all I felt rather confused as what to do.
The other good thing I did was ring up Mr. D he sounded a lil off but we spoke. That is important. I can’t help thinking I should not have messed things up especially since this time he is here in town for 2 months. I wish I did not get so upset.
All this in such shortness because I just wanted to get things I want to talk about today out of the way right at the beginning, the details and more realizations will come in the later additions. Also I have a bad memory, my RAM as they say, is not very large and very volatile, if I may add.

5 /30 /05 12:31 P.M.
I just realized that most of our MBA (eve) friends use simply the word MBA in their CV’s and mention name of the institute. I just do not get it shouldn’t that make a difference in their valuation. May be I am wrong. I wonder what most of our class thinks about this. MBA (d) is the flagship course of our institute, shouldn’t there be a difference. Worse they are studying the same course as we are, answering the same paper as we are so well what is then the difference between them and us, they have work ex which is sufficiently larger than us, and we are fresh MBA graduates. I guess that should be ok. I just don’t get it, that’s all. May be I am thinking too much.


06/ 01/ 05 13:52 P.M
I can’t believe it, he left! Oh! God I feel sick, so sick, I can’t imagine. I feel so horribly sick. I cannot go on I just can’t think anymore. D has gone to Delhi, why didn’t he inform me? I can’t go on. Oh! God, what am I writing? I can’t comprehend my own thoughts. Ha has left.
Such thoughts are making me sick, I just want tot go home.

06/ 02/ 05 15:29 P.M
just finished re typing the last day’s words, anyway, hope there will be something more soon.