Category: 55

  • A Small detail

    This post is special and the devil is in the details. Just as it is in the logo, according to some. Anyway, the details are simple – this happens to be the 666th post. Sau, what better time than this to coin an evil ‘pachpun’ – since this is also the blog’s 100th 55 word post? 😉

    until next time, a devil-may-care post

  • Power play

    He felt it was below his dignity to ask his team member for the solution. After all he was the manager.
    The team member, who had just gotten the solution, froze as he felt a hand on his shoulder, but relaxed when the manager asked, “Level 7, huh? But how did you cross Level 6?

    until next time, bench warm up games..

  • Register Now!!

    They hated the archaic process of signing in an attendance register. In spite of several mails to HR for a swipe card mechanism, nothing was done. They protested by refusing to sign. HR sent a mail warning them of dire consequences, including loss of pay. No one was surprised when the attendance register disappeared suddenly.

    until next time, attendance deficit disorders 🙂

  • The Axe effect

    It happened exactly a week back. D got to know about it first. I was surprised, especially since I was the one really affected and should’ve known first. I had to share this since you shouldn’t wonder if this site should disappear suddenly at some point. You should know that it could happen to anyone.

    It was a rude shock, especially having worked hard for over six years. Forget the long stint, it’s as though all that you’ve done has suddenly been reduced to nothing. I wondered if it was because of my recent online activity splurge, but got to know that it wasn’t personal, other people were affected too.

    And it’s thanks to those friends that the nightmare didn’t last long. Help started pouring in. After a few checks, I realised that though the site had been hacked, it was a relatively simple hack, and thanks to some help and some great virtual hand holding, I got the site back on in an hour.

    until next time, the great escape 🙂

  • Birds of the same feather…

    When he entered the place, there was already a crowd. All he wanted was to be able to have some decent conversations. He realized that he’d have to find a handle if he were to make any headway. And then he found her and realized it was possible to have a conversation amidst 140 characters.

    until next time, my second anniversary dedication to Twitter. 2 days from now 🙂