Friday, January 18, 2008

At the new work place

It was that time again when i found myself looking thru the window of my new house. It was the unofficial first day at my new work place.

The most noticiable difference between this and the earlier times was that while I still had the butterflies in my stomach, it was more the size of moths and more to do with if I looked alright than me thinking about if I would make a fool of myself asking the right question or what if I don't understand a word of what they said!

I cannot believe just 3 years at work would give someone this much confidence but since I am living it, there is no other way to look at it.

I guess working is an addiction for me now.

Monday, January 7, 2008

Moving on with your job!

Telling your boss that you are quitting can be a really demanding experience.

everyone knows that a company must go one, irrespective of who comes and goes. But over the years when we work for an organization, if we are really lucky we also get bosses who make our work place that much more enjoyable.

It is never easy to tell them that we are putting down our papers no matter how genuine or compelling our reasons.

The one lesson I learnt is that it is better to give them prior notice instead of informing them at the last minute or worse bring up a situation where they might learn the news from some one else.

Also, you can clear the table for yourself by completing any pending issues that are yours to be dealt with and also creating enough back up for yourself on the floor so that the business/process does not suffer.

This is a small world we are in and we never know when the same person will be our boss again! So it is better to clear the air ans maintain an excellent rapport with our earlier bosses!!

Friday, January 4, 2008

All we need is a pen to write

For a long time now, i have been toying with the idea of writing. Every time I begin i have writers block.

I remember the story of the optician who gave the man a pair of spectacles thinking he could not read the book as he had poor eyesight. But the problem was the man was illiterate.

Amidst doubts that i may not be able to pen my thoughts at all (I have been often accused by dad to be a scatter brain), i begin my tryst with the mighty pen (meaning the keyboard).

I plan to keep track of anything that catches my fancy - from the guy across my cubicle at office to the new Tom Cruise movie that turned out to be a dud.