We did great, no matter what!
Aiming at your boss with cold icy vibes has never been Shiv Charan Joey’s idea of aggression yet the point to be noted here is that he knew how to handle a villain in the bad boss’s hide without going kaput while always being in an act of daring-do. That was his specialty if you will. He played along with the Saddam Hussein of Satyam a fun game of ‘Yes-manship’ and found himself to be as snug as a bug in GG’s rug. In this way, he officially became a functional exploit in the awfully vexing world of GG’s unrestrained monopoly!
That is precisely when you figure out how to be committed to conveying your formal concurrence with your boss in clear and succinct expressions, such as: “Yes GG,” “No GG,” “Right GG,” “Absolutely,” “Whatever you say GG,” so on and so forth and thusly get the chance at becoming an embalming patsy to massage his gigantic sense of ego! Why? Only just to have the capacity to keep this megalomaniacal manager in some conjuring sense of artificially-induced humour and it was also compatible with all we folks living under his willful domination.
Be that as it may, Shiv Charan needed to “take care” with the Butcher of Satyam. And he was able to do that well. To get to be in GG’s good books became at once a feasible thing for both him and the smiling Buddha Dilnawaz Khan; otherwise, Arinvan didn’t think that it was actually possible for GG Howdy to roll the dice for yet another round of recruitment drive to take place and get new bakras on board – in the likely event that before long both new entrants threatened to throw in the towel!
The thing to take notice of here is: Shiv Charan and Dilnawaz both had survived GG’s inexhaustible storm of raves and rants, his decrepit exhortation at issuing nonsense fatwas, in the best way they could. Despite GG’s uptight preference for “me-boss, you-worker” relationship ruling over them – all of us rather – like a cut-throat feudal lord in heat, they continued to work for Satyam for a long time, without even getting emotionally distraught. And that’s an achievement in itself.
‘Truck Driver’ Suraj and Sexy Devi too fared well in the department of boss-appeasement. Acting in a way as if they were GG’s two forbidden wives, they could cow down of this bossy Orangutan’s temper to a large extent and that was a saviour for all of us at the roaming division hoping to work peacefully and perhaps a little excitedly!
Arinvan Maliek and Manpreet Singh maintained a homegrown ‘workable ethic’ while working with the irreverent intimidator of Satyam. That’s the way it was; in fact, one could say we somehow managed to take the bull by its horns in a manner as gently as could be prudently possible! Our equation with the man was simple: You are the BOSS, GG! But try as we might, one was never, in a manner of plain speaking, as snug as a bug in his stupid rug.
Either way, we did well figuring out how to get cozy as a bug in GG’s rug with the one and only goal of seeing him reel in the satisfaction of knowing that we all are on the same page and GG needn't blow his fuse! We had to be on the same page with him unless we wanted skin rashes burning all over our bodies!
On the whole, we did remarkably well dealing with this philistine character who knew no human decorum. Woouff!
(To be continued...)
By Arindam Moulick
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All incidences, places, and characters portrayed in the story are fictional and entirely imaginary. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. No similarity to any person either living or dead is intended or should be inferred.
Either way, we did well figuring out how to get cozy as a bug in GG’s rug with the one and only goal of seeing him reel in the satisfaction of knowing that we all are on the same page and GG needn't blow his fuse! We had to be on the same page with him unless we wanted skin rashes burning all over our bodies!
On the whole, we did remarkably well dealing with this philistine character who knew no human decorum. Woouff!
(To be continued...)
By Arindam Moulick
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All incidences, places, and characters portrayed in the story are fictional and entirely imaginary. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. No similarity to any person either living or dead is intended or should be inferred.