(Part 2/2) Automation Controllers..... buy 2...get 3 free !

(Part 2/2) Automation Controllers..... buy 2...get 3 free !

Well.. it has been a while since I blogged and I ve decided to write more often. So let me first complete my previous topic. 

Lunch:

There are certain human characteristics I am awed by and 'adaptability to bad food' is one of them. A classic example of this was our lunch. We were taken to a "mess" ( wow.. never knew "MESS" could have such a beautiful pun built into it) where we HAD to eat( hunger driven by  acids etching the stomach linings is a natural force overriding any protest by the tongue). My boss being the strictest of vegetarians was completely shaken seeing the "mess". I, on the other hand was driven purely and solely by hunger and I was waiting to even eat the banana leaf kept in front of us ( yes, food in a frond). For the sake of my self-esteem I choose not to mention the spread in this blog. But it was here that I realized the Rand-ian phrase : "driven by a sense of ruthless purpose". Hunger being the purpose, I devoured food like how a sandpaper would absorb ink. Yes, the food stained me :-(

Moving on.....Then started the most boring part of the trip. We had to go through painfully long discussions on topics which we were completely ignorant. It was actually interesting to know how even the smallest of things cause the biggest of frustrations to customers. Ego boosts, a sincere acceptance of not-a-big-mistake as our fault, smiling and of course assurances made the customers deal-able. 

I was also offered tea twice or thrice in between and people started taking my cell phone number. Now, Y on earth should I be giving my personal number to the customer ? - that being no rhetoric, I realized I could not protest much if I wanted to get out early. So quite against my wishes, I shared my number( Not a single girl has asked my number since the year began but this happened. Murphy's Law it seems.)

We then had to meet the president of the Cement plant to say a formal 'hi' ( read 'bye'). He was treated like he was an incarnation of Hitler and his voice and build were, I think the reasons for the treatment he received. Being a man with a stentorian voice and a sinister smile, the President lived up to his name. We sat in his room in the meeting for almost 50 minutes in which he spoke with us for only 3.1415 minutes. Calls, Calls, Calls and calls - from every damn person in the plant distracted him. I really hoped the president has his hearing intact till he retires at least.

After the not-so-meeting types meeting we embarked on our return journey. It was awesome. The relief that I will not be staying for more than 3-4 hrs here and the compassionate sun made it a pleasure drive. We drove quite fast to a "Adyar Ananda Bhavan" and had( i mean ate) some Chat. Then we left to our suite :-P.

This was again interesting. I was left alone in my room and I had all the time to do whatever I wanted to. And only in the fag end (no pun intended) did I realize I can burden blogspot a bit and hence my previous blog :-)

There was nothing special about the dinner and my boss was patient enough to actually wait for me because he sat with me though he ate only half the quantity of what I had. After having some delicious Rumali Rotis and Mushroom and Gobi Channa, we left to the station.

MORAL:->

He who comes from Karur is not afraid of Limestone.