The top right hand side of my mobile read 10:25, which meant I just about had enough time to reach my desk, regroup and head for the conference room...
'Excuse me, your id please', I hear a voice. I cursed Murphy under my breath and turn around to face the speaker. It was the new security personal. I flash a charming grin and lie that the card is at my desk and escape. 'Never take short-cuts', is what my Dona Ines always says, but old habits you see.
I do not even archive this incident and went ahead with my work-day. In was on my way to another department and behold I notice a lady checking-me-out, not that I am averse to attention but what got me thinking was that she had broken a few unwritten ogling commandments . To quote a few, thou shall the act to a few seconds at a time, thou shall hold thyself back if thy object of desire is breaking the eye contact (unless you are drunk, drinkers have different rules, remember), make a pass or pass the chance - do not maintain the status-quo.
After a discussion that lasted a good three hours I get back to my desk and realize that someones presence. I throw a blank stare at her and she responds with a 'caught-you' smile and demands that I show her my identity card. Oh, it was the security lady. 'I am social' would be like saying 'Fish can swim', it is my second nature, however timelines or the lack of the same decided the couse I took. I confessd that I did not have my card. She pulled out a pen and wanted my 'number', I spell out my employee-id. She mobile to number, 'why?', I inquired innocenly. 'New policy', was all that she said. Once done, she takes down my name and walked off.
The project was taking its toll on me and it had been a good 72hrs since I smelt the proverbial roses. I rush in to another status check meeting and participate in a focus-group and shoot a dozen replys. I pull my mobile out to check waht the top right hand side corner has to say and I notice 8 missed calls, so I called back.
'Hello', I start off...
The line is blank...
'Hellloou', I go again...
'Who is this', a flat tone enquires...
'Archit, I recived missed calls from this number', I get to the point...
The call is cut and I am in no mood to call back...
My mobile runs out of charge and I have no patience to use my office charger, so I let it be...
I reach home late and just as I put the phone to charge, it starts ringing...
I answer reluctently...
'
Your smile is fine', and the line goes blank...
That is when I experience a eureka moment, the security lady and the ogling lady and the caller were the same person, she changed her dress thrice in order to pull it off...
What am I going to do next, I have no idea...
Signing off...
