The World Conspires Against Me.

So one day last week, I was so pissed with the things that were happening to me that I literally cursed God. Yeah, Call me an idiot. Getting on with someone who is the ever-easy-to-blame person on the face of earth. Ok, the point is not who is the easiest one to blame. The point is I said, "Bring it on" to dear God. I was so angry that I had no choice but to respond in the similar fashion.

So, the next day I wake up late. Oh, yeah. It is ON. Anyway, I get ready in time and leave to go for office. I was stopped by the land lord asking for the monthly rent. I said I was getting late and that the money was in the room and also that I would give him once I come back from office at night. But he wasn't convinced with whatever I said. I went back to my room and almost threw the money on his face.

I reach office just in time. I usually don't have breakfast. But I always have a cup of coffee and lately I am giving it a pass as well. I really don't know the reason. Anyways, I sit at my cubicle. As usual I am assigned some work and I get right on it. I had assumed that the faster I complete, the more free time I would get. I was wrong about that, which I came to know after a few hours. Well, anyway I being the what do we call .. Whatever it is called..  I completed my assigned work in a stipulated time. I was literally free after  that. But I am not, in the sense of other people. It works something like this : If you complete your work, it is good. But then again, you can take up some of the others' work and help them complete. The Bullshit ! Why should I take up the work assigned to someone else? I complete work on time. There is a strategy for that - Calculated time. I have lunch in just about time and get back to my place and continue with my work - No other avocations. And now you know why I stopped having my coffee. But it struck me hard. The people other than me are actually enjoying their stay and working as cool , hmm, strike that as vaguely as possible. And why was I being the hard ass working guy when I am not even billable/or more like not into project. The irony lies in what we call the hierarchy. There are a bunch of people who work under a few people. These bunch of people are termed as freshers and are taught how to do a work. That's a good thing. But there lies the back drop. The people whose work is shared with these newbies is like their complete work and they enjoy giving orders and more work to meet their deadlines. The Shit. What's the "f#'ing" part is that the people who work rather than giving the work are under appreciated. Oh, yeah. They appreciate by saying - Good Job. You completed the work on time. Or Good, keep it up.  But the actual people who get the credit are them from the hierarchy up above them because the people on the top row don't even know that there are some new guys who are working and helping in reaching the deadlines. Well, that's a whole different thing. And that's how it always works. I am just getting accustomed to this madness. Oh, yeah, I am freaking angry. Not on the hierarchy or the work hmm…what is it called ? Hmmm.. Whatever ! What pissed me off is the work, that to be other's work, just because they were too busy taking breaks and chilling the time.

I am obliged to do other's work as well. And to escape that I grab a place in the canteen and dip into a cup of coffee. Not enough sugar. Damn! I was sure I added more than necessary. I don't understand why the sugar is not sweet enough, or is it my taste buds not working at all? Whatever! So, I spend a mighty time doing nothing. I completed drinking coffee in a minute, though my plan was to stretch that a bit longer for thirty minutes. And then I turn to my phone - Battery only one bar. I turn to my iPod. 10% remaining. Perfect. Just Freaking P.E.R.F.E.C.T. With no much choice left with me, I slide back into my chair in front of my system hoping to get some time to set up the new mail account that I had been trying to set up for the past week and may be read a few blogs, though most of the sites are blocked, so I read my own blog. Yeah, I read my own blog. Weird innit ? So, I was just about to open my blog when one of my supervisor drops by my side and says about swapping the places with someone who is in the other room due to a fracture because of which it would be easier for that person to interact with the colleagues more easily if she were to come to the room I am in. We usually call these rooms as ODC. So, I had no chance to say anything but to accept it. Now! The computer that I am using is an upgraded system. An upgrade from 1 Gigabyte Ram to 4Gigabyte Ram and what more? Windows 7! And what more ? Office 2013! And all this was going to some other person. I actually thought that this was a temporary transition, that the person has a fractured leg and I would get back to my place once the leg is back in perfect condition. But at the end of the day, I came to know that it was a permanent shift. Damn.

So, anyways, the day at office ended and I was back on the way to my room. I was reading the novel which is going at a very slow pace than I thought. Fortunately, there was a traffic jam. And because of which the usual 45 minute journey took nearly 1 hour 30 minutes. And by the time it came to my stop, I was damn hungry and the time was like 2245 hours. I quickly brisk-walk to KFC, only to find a little long line. Ok, I thought  I could wait for say 5 minutes and it would be my turn. Actually, the day was so sucking that I thought of skipping the late night dinner. But I had no idea what overtook my mind that I stood there in the line at KFC. One more person to go and then it was my turn. Then, the guy behind me says that he is getting late to catch the bus and asked if its' okay to jump ahead of the line. When I was entering KFC, I say them carrying heavy luggage inside. So, yeah, being the nice guy I let him jump ahead of line. And I was just figuring out the day about how lucky I was. Don't mistake the work lucky with something like good luck. Oh, that is a far distant thought and never near me, ever. Believe me on that. Oh! I was angry. Damn freaking angry. I was swearing almost the whole day and the day doesn't get any better. Now this guy who jumped in front of me was like he was buying the whole of KFC. It took like eternity to give the order and then another lifetime to get his order ready. I was having second thoughts of having dinner that day. I wanted to get back to mu roon without having dinner more than 20 times in a span of 30 minutes. Oh, Yeah! That was the time it took for him to get the guy-who-jumped-in-front-of-me's order.

And I am having a feeling, it is just the beginning. Because the next day was almost similar to that day.

P.S. Nothing more to say. I am just angry, I guess.