A slow, lazy day at office, working on the weekends …
Oh how I hate working on the weekends. Before you say others do as well, I know countless people who actually look forward to it. Others are okay with it. But I, abhor it, with a vehemence my white knuckles would explain as I write this! Every Monday, after working on the weekeends, I feel as if I’ve never been away. I want to just stay at home or party with friends; whatever it may be, I just do not want to be heading towards my office building.
You enter your floor, around 10 or 11 am …. workers are scrubbing the floors, Punjabi songs are blaring loudly on their China sets, there’s the general smell of Phenyl ( I can’t remember how its spelled ) that has spread over the entire floor and the ever-tightening noose of corporate suffocation ! You go to the conference room cuz that’s the only place where you’ll find air conditioning on the weekend. That is one place where you are a little more likely to feel solace. Lift your legs and rest’em on the nearest seat, connect your laptop to the network, keep a reinforcement of ciggaretes near you and smoke the time away in sporadic puffs of boredom.
The only bright thing is looking upto lunch where you are offered either Biryani or Broast, a courtesy from your generous office. Other than that, it is nearly always a drag. You have to drag a leg, to work and survive through the day, hating your life and what you’re doing with it. One more thing you can do to keep your chin up is to keep a good music collection in your mobile that allows you to drown in the music, numbing the sensations of miserability.
Yes, I am in the middle of a very slow, lazy day at office, working on the weekends … : )