DepRashion is in the Fashion

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There is absolutely no gyaan associated with this post. I am sad and unhappy at the current state of affairs. I have no idea when things will change, even less of an idea as to what is prompting the mother of all crotch kicks to be aimed directly at me.

There really is no hope for those who close their eyes,
There is venom, loss and a chance at redemption,
There are rays of the sun, days, nights and sermons,
But in the face of trouble time just flies,

There is a wisdom, a broken promise and a hale heart,
There is a promise, reasons and a false start,
It made sense when there was a choice, a fighting chance,
It made no sense to reserve your best for the last dance,

Backs to the wall and a sunny day ahead,
Each day reminds you of the day before,
Blind alley once more,

Did I sin or did I spot the change I wasn't meant to see?
Did I exchange glances and in return had to spurn my chances?

I have been laid low with a hammer and tong,
I have been killed and passed a requiem for a song.....

What a manager is supposed to do

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So there was this amazing article that I was reading off the net last week. The article didn't catch my eye as much as an epithet from Jack Welch. The epithet went on to describe how a manager is supposed to grow others and how that is his most important duty. Such talk however is idealistic and although instances of it delight me and the masses, it is yet to be something that stops turning heads. I was looking over the issues of peer leadership as well over the weekend. The stakeholder for success model seems to be all too new a concept to gain any foothold at the workplace. Peer leadership seems at once to be the tightest rope that you could hope to walk on, a little less and the project goes to hell. A little too much and not only does the project, but you also go to hell :) Overall, the past project threw up a large dose of problems that go with either a jinx or an invisible force-field that's put there to just throw you off the trail :) Keeping your cool, stretching that extra mile and making sure that the project stays on track is no mean feat, especially when there is all the responsibility and none of the perks. Anyway, getting back to the manager and what he is supposed to do, I strictly mean in a non-hierarchical sense




I have always held true to the belief that pictures speak more than words. Videos, even more so. Take it away Senor Jose María Gutiérrez Hernández

Teasers

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.....the fact of the matter was that I was trapped. Myriad processes seemed to take over my life. I was in the holy mecca of all that is process oriented. And as ordained by the greatest of the holy men, that thou is process shall be ordained sacred and shall not be touched until the next quarterly review, no matter how stupid or irrelevant the process may be from any angle.

I was pretty much convinced that processes are good. During the large release cycles and the tremendous chaos that we had to deal with, it became quite apparent that processes were necessary. The general eye-rolling that accompanied best practices and guidelines were replaced by a more holistic outlook on life. This was short-lived. My very own eyes played witness to some of the most spineless decision making witnessed this side of the equator. There was a lot of static generated from all the feet dragging on the carpet and the naivete was that of a 6 year old who thinks Hitler is a little strange up until page 233 of the history book where he rages holy hell on earth. The whole episode went down as a process statement, a case study and a lesson in corporate Governance. That was of course hogwash. There were fewer true statements about corporate governance than the lessons learned in the last quarter. Of course, the very fact that these guys were employed, managed bonuses and did quite well for themselves in spite of the save my ass attitude spoke volumes about how the weasel and the skunk saw each other. (More on the weasel v/s the skunk in a later post)

I was a little satisfied with my day's work. I had managed a difficult situation, finished downloading volume 7 of the latest Will Smith starrer and was pretty sure that I had done more than my peer group for the past week. This made me feel very nice about myself and brought about that familiar feeling of outward angst and inner desire that culminates in "the raise-in"
(more on the raise-in in a later post)

My day was a dump. 19 people complained, the food was crap, I got pointed out for no fault of mine, even worse, I reacted and made the entire situation even worse. Things couldnt plunge any lower when I decided to call it a night and stumble out for some happy hours. Sadly, the "conflict of interest" came into play
(more on that in a later post)

Snappy the Turtle

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Snappy the Turtle was a ferocious creature, unfortunately, it was more about hurting itself than snapping off my fingers or toes for that matter. It was a benign creature to look at. Always had a smile on and looked like a little kid. Even with all the jungle foliage (crap) thrown at her, Snappy was able to preserve her calm. She was Snappy was at home, even in the most hostile of circumstances with Michael the crow for her mentor. Snappy also confided in Baldie the wallaby and Sunny the Sunflower. One fine day, Derek the talking bear ticked off snappy. Snappy was so upset that she clawed off Derek's toes without so much as a thought for poor Derek's feelings. Derek retreated into his shell and resumed niceties with Snappy, even not using her moniker of Snappu, instead calling her the traditional Snappy. Snappy still hadn't figured out that Derek's toes were missing when they met each other after her act of vengeance (truthfully, which was perpetuated by Derek's constant irritating antics).

Part 2 follows

Surfs Up! - ii

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Oh and By the way, surfing for the naked pics of your favorite pornstar does not really qualify as constructive time utilization. The biggest problem with all of us is the simple fact that none of us realize how truly awesome we are, instead we focus on life's little disappointments, trivialities and unanswerable questions. We lose the child in ourselves just by merely being such irritating creatures running around like headless chicken. Take the time to find out for yourself where you fucked up, and then, instead of getting piss drunk, try and rectify those mistakes you made. You didnt stop when you missed an open goal, a hoop or a century, why stop now for little speed breakers?

Surfs Up!

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Surfs Up!

The average male spends more time surfing aimlessly than he does doing anything substantial on the net. Pointless surfing means random facebook quizzes like "Which color bird poop are you likely to become in your next life?". Surfing also means random desponess and making like this dude in the video



Take the time to think, become cognizant of the fact that each day is passing by while you are stuck in a job you hate, with people who hate you because the frustration of their lives needs an outlet, and what better outlet than a shrewd, brash youngster who is just applying for a green card on the United State of Abject Disappointment and Frustration.
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