This story is based on some true events, however it has been fictionalized and all persons appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
(rejection)
“Good Morning Sir calling From Spark technologies DJ here……..later sir? sure i will call later”
(regional racism)
“DJ can you get this call.Its one of ur ppl”
(airhead colleagues)
“DJ I haven't got ur mail …
but i have sent it ..
Are u implying that i am liar??”
(bad joking obnoxious boss)
“Sir,ur coffee
keep the change heheheh i am just kidding..
he …he……he (fake laughter)
eh.. DJ can u get the biscuits too?”
(cost cutting )
“wat?? no bonus this festival???”
(sour grapevine)
“did u hear? they broke up. no no that was last week now they are living together
(recession )
“did u hear ?? 2 of the big 3 are downsizing
that's bad , wat abt 3rd one?
worse – bankruptcy”
……………………………………………………
12.30 am
“ eeegggggggghuuuuuuuffffffffeeennnnnnnnmmmmmmmm”
DJ was stretching his arms as far as possible,slowly rotated his sprained neck, trying to relax himself..still 8 pages to go in the report. He couldn’t look at the screen anymore. He got up and started to walk around the hall.