A year of really hard work, not that people get appreciated most of the time in a crazy busy office, we all need time to relax and enjoy. That is what weekends are for, this according to my cousin sister who is all but 10 years old.
"Ding" goes my inbox , "You have received a new mail", "God damn it, must be more work, Fuck did I miss something", rings around in my head. Bloody hell , that too on a thursday,
"Time to rock and roll guys, our Marketing party is on Friday at xyz place"
Its time to gangnam style , is all going on in my mind now.
Yes the annual marketing party was all set recently, a huge event with all the big honchos from our department were to com and have a crazy night of fun.
A night to relax, forget about the brand, work, sales and obviously owning people in the office because the office is not a place where people work, rather its a dog eat tiger world, where we are just trying to save our asses and pass the buck around but lets not dwell on that, not tonight.
The party was set for a friday evening, as pre parties go, everyone was given something to do, this was a marketing party so no other teams were involved, just the marketing guys and girls, which were just a handful of women, not too many of them sadly.
Not one soul was working that day, even my boss was taking it easy, too easy even for him (relatively cool guy, does not get flustered or freak out at the madness that occurs in the office), he and a few others were planning on the games that were to take place on that day, while me and manish (bro in office) weren't even asked about the party let alone given menial jobs, which were passed on to others.
So no one was working for the company but rather for the party, come evening everything gets into place,party was to start from 8:30, Manish ran home to feed his dogs and left me here to deal with a colleague who was going crazy as she needed a few large posters printed, she wakes up suddenly at 7 PM and asks me to get the prints, which normally does happen in our office but as fate would have it, the printer was fucking broke on this day, "Shit fuck" I think to myself, she goes ballistic and asks me to go to some random seedy cyber cafe, "I am so not doing that, fuck it"
So I don't go to the place, sit idle , hidden away from the look of most people, get a couple of color prints which are smaller than the required size, go up to her and say "No prints, no cafe's open, what can we do?", she looks up and is flustered, calls a couple of people up but to no avail,
TA-Fucking-DA, lady, I got a couple of color prints, not the correct size and she is so happy like she just got promoted "Thanks a ton", smile and I walk away like a champion, she runs off to the party since she has the posters and the music , yes Gangnam Style was in the playlist, of course I provided it and yes I did dance to it but that is coming up later.
Walking back up to my floor, I see a couple of my colleagues waiting to go to the party, since a female Neha is present we decide to all go together, so while we are using the lift to leave the offce, Neha suddenly goes and walks towards a chinese stall, since her superior suddenly requires us to get like 20 plates of chicken momo's, while she already is carrying a ton of vege fried stuff , she now has to go and get this, while she did order this before hand when we did reach the eatery, they still are making it and are trying to pack it, 20 more minutes pass and its 9 PM.
Phones start ringing and people start shouting as to where the fuck am I, well only my friends from the office call but nevertheless you need the bonbon at the party, getting a cab from office at night is another issue with them bastards refusing to take you anywhere, we finally get a cab with the four of us stuffing inside and somehow reaching the destination, late and we enter the flat where the party is being held at 9:30 PM, as soon as I enter my super boss looks at me and goes
"Tu yahaan bhi time mein nahin pahuch sakta?"
Bloody hell, I was late for the food not because I did not want to be late,
"Sir, I had to get this food, nahin toh main late nahin hota"
But no one cared that we were late, got the food just in time, Now I am hungry as fuck and I need to eat something, so I wander about and see one plate with a few chicken kababs, randomly I pick it up, stuff my face with it and then see whose plate it was
It was the CEO's, bloody hell, "I am so getting fired in the morning", I think but then maybe he did not see me, slowly I slip away and sneak into the kitchen where now I start stuffing myself with a lot of chicken products, (yay) drums of heaven , fucking owned the place and then the games started, hosted by my boss, get in!
Stay tuned for part 2 of THE PARTY.......
Friday, December 21, 2012
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Spit-ology
We Indians are not the cleanest bunch of people in the world, we all have that one relative who will constantly cough right into your face and be unapologetic about it, a relative who will be literally inches from you and then decide to rip out this huge belch where we would get to know what he not only had for lunch but also for breakfast and last night's dinner, lets not get into the great leveller Uncle Fartolomew , the Frances Duke of Flatulence.
Yes we have a lot to work on, especially when we do meet up with people from other countries, there we stick out like sore thumbs with our fingers right up our nostrils trying to find that elusive gold coin or the lost city of Atlantis, coming back from a country where we had a fine of roughly 6500 Rs (500 AED) for a simple crime as littering, it is hard to see almost everyone blow away millions by just trashing the place about, of course we have no laws per se to catch these offenders and try them, hell we even defecate in the open and are fucking brazen about it.
"Commit no nuisance here", its a hard laugh for me to see such signs pasted on walls trying to make sure people do not piss about, which of course never works. People throw the trash right on the street where they live, the stench is unbearable still they have no issues with it, it is so pathetic to see people just throw rubbish on the road, wrappers, paper, etc and not wait for a dustbin which again we rarely have on the streets, we make corners of streets as our garbage disposal area.
One thing that really irks me is this habit of spitting about, spitting has got to be one of the worst possible things to do out in the open , apart from defecation of course, the reason for spitting ranges from eating the Paan or Gutka, red spit, then there is the colored spit, yellow or greenish because you have a cold and of course the impressive White spit showing that "Thou shalt spit for no reason whatsoever", we don't need saliva in our mouths at all, another useless bit of liquid in our mouths.
Grown men openly spit like its their land, which again they should not be allowed to do, they stop cars in the middle of the road, roll the window down and spit a brilliant hue of red. Of course we have to be careful while we pass beneath a bus, a lot of my friends have been spit upon and have even taken action by beating said offender up, again India, shine and shine.
I don't understand the need to spit at all, its a disgusting act and well half of the walls in buildings get a ting of red, course of spitting, grown men only do it? I was walking down a street today and saw a couple of 5 year old kids patting a goat (Eid) and all of a sudden one of the kid's spits on the road for no reason at all. The problem is we do not catch problems early enough and don't teach proper hygiene to our kids. Kids being kids will always copy what their "much wiser" elders do and hence we in India have this huge spit-army ready for the next battle against clean buildings and roads, bring it on.
PS: My office has a no spitting policy basically it says as soon as you enter the gates and the garage
"Anybody found spitting on the premises will be dismissed IMMEDIATELY"
That is how it should be, anyone found spitting anywhere should be fined 5000 Rs on the spot or even better made to clean his own spit from the roadside, then only will people learn and try to keep the city clean. One spit at a time?
Yes we have a lot to work on, especially when we do meet up with people from other countries, there we stick out like sore thumbs with our fingers right up our nostrils trying to find that elusive gold coin or the lost city of Atlantis, coming back from a country where we had a fine of roughly 6500 Rs (500 AED) for a simple crime as littering, it is hard to see almost everyone blow away millions by just trashing the place about, of course we have no laws per se to catch these offenders and try them, hell we even defecate in the open and are fucking brazen about it.
"Commit no nuisance here", its a hard laugh for me to see such signs pasted on walls trying to make sure people do not piss about, which of course never works. People throw the trash right on the street where they live, the stench is unbearable still they have no issues with it, it is so pathetic to see people just throw rubbish on the road, wrappers, paper, etc and not wait for a dustbin which again we rarely have on the streets, we make corners of streets as our garbage disposal area.
One thing that really irks me is this habit of spitting about, spitting has got to be one of the worst possible things to do out in the open , apart from defecation of course, the reason for spitting ranges from eating the Paan or Gutka, red spit, then there is the colored spit, yellow or greenish because you have a cold and of course the impressive White spit showing that "Thou shalt spit for no reason whatsoever", we don't need saliva in our mouths at all, another useless bit of liquid in our mouths.
Grown men openly spit like its their land, which again they should not be allowed to do, they stop cars in the middle of the road, roll the window down and spit a brilliant hue of red. Of course we have to be careful while we pass beneath a bus, a lot of my friends have been spit upon and have even taken action by beating said offender up, again India, shine and shine.
I don't understand the need to spit at all, its a disgusting act and well half of the walls in buildings get a ting of red, course of spitting, grown men only do it? I was walking down a street today and saw a couple of 5 year old kids patting a goat (Eid) and all of a sudden one of the kid's spits on the road for no reason at all. The problem is we do not catch problems early enough and don't teach proper hygiene to our kids. Kids being kids will always copy what their "much wiser" elders do and hence we in India have this huge spit-army ready for the next battle against clean buildings and roads, bring it on.
PS: My office has a no spitting policy basically it says as soon as you enter the gates and the garage
"Anybody found spitting on the premises will be dismissed IMMEDIATELY"
That is how it should be, anyone found spitting anywhere should be fined 5000 Rs on the spot or even better made to clean his own spit from the roadside, then only will people learn and try to keep the city clean. One spit at a time?
Sunday, October 21, 2012
The Queen's Language
A few years back I was brought back into this city and the first day of school was a torrid affair as you all should know by now, yes the same school gave me a million stories to talk about in great detail and probably made my school life something which only a handful of people can imagine it to be. Crazy teachers, stories, students, fights, etc, it goes on and I like always am glad now that I was part of the history that is STB.
One thing still stands out more than anything else was the language of communication, while I was studying in the school, it was an absolute no no to communicate in English, not even abuse a bloke in English, while it was the norm to sing songs , scream , shout and abuse about in the vernacular language, hell I must admit, I picked up a ton of crazy abuses because of this and yeah to be fair abusing someone in Hindi or Bengali is way more fun than using a Mother fucker or Bitch in English.
I was heckled almost on a daily basis by the rest of the gang, not my best pals because they knew english back then but always communicated in the other languages, I was a constant target with nicknames like "Dubai" or "Saudi" not only because I mostly spoke in English but also because I came back to India after a few good years in Dubai and no , Dubai is NOT part of Saudi Arabia.
Now however it seems everyone has jumped on the English bandwagon and the same people who heckled the shit out of me for speaking something else , now only want to communicate in English, its not because they have had a sudden realization that without them knowing English they wont be able to communicate with a vast majority of people but rather to impress women so that they can come up with catchphrases like
"Cool man, wassup dude"
or
"Yo mama, you looking so hot tonite"
and then I am not a grammar nazi but Jesus some of the things I get to hear
"Definitely , I will come to your house yesterday"
really?
Its at times like these that it pains me to point out some people are actually part of the same batch that passed out as I did. dont get me wrong, I am not embarrassed that some of my class mates still cannot speak english well, what does piss me off is this sudden realization that English has to be a part of life and that just speaking in Hindi anymore is not "cool" or wont help anyone be a "chick magnet", ruddy show offs.
So now when some of the others still do try to speak to us, we [ the gang of 5] always speak in Hindi or in Bengali, no need for English, we are what we are and you cant change that, so please FFS keep that "English realization" away from us, we are STB, we ruled English before it became cool, so get back to the Hindi convos online and off and we can all be happy and not make more grammar nazi errors.
One thing still stands out more than anything else was the language of communication, while I was studying in the school, it was an absolute no no to communicate in English, not even abuse a bloke in English, while it was the norm to sing songs , scream , shout and abuse about in the vernacular language, hell I must admit, I picked up a ton of crazy abuses because of this and yeah to be fair abusing someone in Hindi or Bengali is way more fun than using a Mother fucker or Bitch in English.
I was heckled almost on a daily basis by the rest of the gang, not my best pals because they knew english back then but always communicated in the other languages, I was a constant target with nicknames like "Dubai" or "Saudi" not only because I mostly spoke in English but also because I came back to India after a few good years in Dubai and no , Dubai is NOT part of Saudi Arabia.
Now however it seems everyone has jumped on the English bandwagon and the same people who heckled the shit out of me for speaking something else , now only want to communicate in English, its not because they have had a sudden realization that without them knowing English they wont be able to communicate with a vast majority of people but rather to impress women so that they can come up with catchphrases like
"Cool man, wassup dude"
or
"Yo mama, you looking so hot tonite"
and then I am not a grammar nazi but Jesus some of the things I get to hear
"Definitely , I will come to your house yesterday"
really?
Its at times like these that it pains me to point out some people are actually part of the same batch that passed out as I did. dont get me wrong, I am not embarrassed that some of my class mates still cannot speak english well, what does piss me off is this sudden realization that English has to be a part of life and that just speaking in Hindi anymore is not "cool" or wont help anyone be a "chick magnet", ruddy show offs.
So now when some of the others still do try to speak to us, we [ the gang of 5] always speak in Hindi or in Bengali, no need for English, we are what we are and you cant change that, so please FFS keep that "English realization" away from us, we are STB, we ruled English before it became cool, so get back to the Hindi convos online and off and we can all be happy and not make more grammar nazi errors.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Boom Boom Gangnam Style
Every so often a video is posted on youtube which gets a crazy number of hits, from Rebecca Black's "Friday" to watching a collection of celebrations from a first division Scandinavian football team, the videos don't have to be "amazing" in a good way, Rebecca can attest to that.
This time, well the video for this month and probably for the last month has got to be PSY's "Gangnam Style", a bizarre video from South Korea famous for kind of retarded dancing, riding a horse, lassoing and then the guy in lift, plus the dance off. "HEEEEEEYYYY SEXA LAAAYYYYYYDAAAAA", is what Psy says during one of the verses of the song, its a huge hit on youtube, people on India are going gaga over it and finally know what a real "viral" video is. To be fair its good for the rapper, a huge star in Korea (South) , he is getting the due credit he deserves with a few trips to America, he came on the Ellen Degeneres show and taught the dance move to Britney Spears and Elen, Simon Cowell was there as well and he actually was not a dick to Psy.
Psy is also going to perform in today's Korean GP, which again is a landmark for him to hit the international stage, sure we don't get the lyrics, logic and well anything from the video except that dance move and well that kid who dances like MJ at the start of the video and well hot Korean women, stick figures nevertheless, I like meat on a woman, personal taste.
Please do catch the video here is you have not seen it yet.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bZkp7q19f0
Coming back to the real point of the post, which has come 45 days since my last one, don't ask, work has been real tough, we all seem to love talent outside the subcontinent but we have just as great and talented folk on this China.
I found this video in the year 2011, before the cricket world cup, I hate cricket but loved this video, the sheer awesomeness of the lyrics, the music and well the singing and dancing made my day.
Do note, not one image of the Indian cricket team is portrayed in the song and well India did win that world cup, so there you go, you could not jinx us at all, especially for all my Pakistani friends, this is the real and original video which should have gone viral but did not.
I present to you
P.S: The song last longer than Boom Boom Afridi does while batting.
This time, well the video for this month and probably for the last month has got to be PSY's "Gangnam Style", a bizarre video from South Korea famous for kind of retarded dancing, riding a horse, lassoing and then the guy in lift, plus the dance off. "HEEEEEEYYYY SEXA LAAAYYYYYYDAAAAA", is what Psy says during one of the verses of the song, its a huge hit on youtube, people on India are going gaga over it and finally know what a real "viral" video is. To be fair its good for the rapper, a huge star in Korea (South) , he is getting the due credit he deserves with a few trips to America, he came on the Ellen Degeneres show and taught the dance move to Britney Spears and Elen, Simon Cowell was there as well and he actually was not a dick to Psy.
Psy is also going to perform in today's Korean GP, which again is a landmark for him to hit the international stage, sure we don't get the lyrics, logic and well anything from the video except that dance move and well that kid who dances like MJ at the start of the video and well hot Korean women, stick figures nevertheless, I like meat on a woman, personal taste.
Please do catch the video here is you have not seen it yet.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bZkp7q19f0
Coming back to the real point of the post, which has come 45 days since my last one, don't ask, work has been real tough, we all seem to love talent outside the subcontinent but we have just as great and talented folk on this China.
I found this video in the year 2011, before the cricket world cup, I hate cricket but loved this video, the sheer awesomeness of the lyrics, the music and well the singing and dancing made my day.
Do note, not one image of the Indian cricket team is portrayed in the song and well India did win that world cup, so there you go, you could not jinx us at all, especially for all my Pakistani friends, this is the real and original video which should have gone viral but did not.
I present to you
P.S: The song last longer than Boom Boom Afridi does while batting.
Friday, August 31, 2012
4055
I have not had the greatest of stories to tell from my office, till now. This was a day never to be forgotten, first all my bosses were away on tour leaving me to do some much needed trolling before I have my review.
The morning started like any other office morning, checking a ton of emails and just getting pissed at some idiots who either fucked up or sweating my balls off if I made some error. However, today was a day not to be concerned about projects, artworks, dpns etc etc etc, this was the day, Manish, one of my besties from THE OFFICE shone like a bright beacon and brought about a ton of laughter and craziness.
#This really did feel like a kickass episode from the office where people owned Dwight or Gareth #
So there is this person working in office called Arjun, seems like a typical humourless office nerd, thin, bespectacled , short, the typical guy you would pick on in office.
Manish has had a kick ass time owning this guy, once he was staring at soap noodles, things that are used to make soaps,
Arjun: What is this?
Manish : These are soap noodles.
Arjun : So what do you do with them?
Manish : You eat them and then the next morning when you take a shit, you get a bar of soap out of your ass
Arjun : .............
Manish : Hahahahahahaha (walk away)
Recently we got our extension phones for the internal communication, Manish had been searching for just one guys number, that is right, Arjun, unfortunately his name was not on the list of numbers provided to us, saddened but certainly not broken, he found a novel way of searching for the number, off he went through his emails
Me :What the hell are you doing?
Manish : Dude, that guy had taken over from someone, (reads one email and gets the number of the guy he took over from)
NOW STARTS THE FUN
The number comes out to be 4055, in a jiff Manish calls him up
Manish : IS this Arjun Roy?
Arjun: Yes it is
Manish : Ok (slams the phone down)
We all burst into laughter
A few minutes later we get Neha , another of our colleagues who is part of the group to call up Arjun, initially she was a little reluctant but how can you resist some craziness in the office?
So she calls him up
Neha : Hello?
Arjun : Hello.
Neha : Please provide 4 cups of coffee at the 12th floor (Slams the phone)
We all laugh extra hard, since there are only 11 floors in our building. We actually had to stop this tirade and work for us to stop laughing like some crazy hyenas .
I had to tell Manish to calm down and let him live or he would write a mail the next day stating he would not require the extension line.
Manish though was not done, now he did not target Arjun on his extension, instead he called Arjun via his own extension on Arjun's mobile number, as soon as Arjun picked up the call since it was the office number , Manish goes "MEOOOOWWWWWW".
Mad laughter issues once again.
I can't face Arjun ever again without bursting into laughter, its craziness, its madness, its what I want my office to be, every damn day.
As I leave my office, I pick up the phone and dial in 4055,
Arjun : Hello
Me : Laughs and slams the phone.
Goes over to his floor, with Manish, looks at him, bursts into laughter and heads home.
A proper trolltastic day at the office
The morning started like any other office morning, checking a ton of emails and just getting pissed at some idiots who either fucked up or sweating my balls off if I made some error. However, today was a day not to be concerned about projects, artworks, dpns etc etc etc, this was the day, Manish, one of my besties from THE OFFICE shone like a bright beacon and brought about a ton of laughter and craziness.
#This really did feel like a kickass episode from the office where people owned Dwight or Gareth #
So there is this person working in office called Arjun, seems like a typical humourless office nerd, thin, bespectacled , short, the typical guy you would pick on in office.
Manish has had a kick ass time owning this guy, once he was staring at soap noodles, things that are used to make soaps,
Arjun: What is this?
Manish : These are soap noodles.
Arjun : So what do you do with them?
Manish : You eat them and then the next morning when you take a shit, you get a bar of soap out of your ass
Arjun : .............
Manish : Hahahahahahaha (walk away)
Recently we got our extension phones for the internal communication, Manish had been searching for just one guys number, that is right, Arjun, unfortunately his name was not on the list of numbers provided to us, saddened but certainly not broken, he found a novel way of searching for the number, off he went through his emails
Me :What the hell are you doing?
Manish : Dude, that guy had taken over from someone, (reads one email and gets the number of the guy he took over from)
NOW STARTS THE FUN
The number comes out to be 4055, in a jiff Manish calls him up
Manish : IS this Arjun Roy?
Arjun: Yes it is
Manish : Ok (slams the phone down)
We all burst into laughter
A few minutes later we get Neha , another of our colleagues who is part of the group to call up Arjun, initially she was a little reluctant but how can you resist some craziness in the office?
So she calls him up
Neha : Hello?
Arjun : Hello.
Neha : Please provide 4 cups of coffee at the 12th floor (Slams the phone)
We all laugh extra hard, since there are only 11 floors in our building. We actually had to stop this tirade and work for us to stop laughing like some crazy hyenas .
I had to tell Manish to calm down and let him live or he would write a mail the next day stating he would not require the extension line.
Manish though was not done, now he did not target Arjun on his extension, instead he called Arjun via his own extension on Arjun's mobile number, as soon as Arjun picked up the call since it was the office number , Manish goes "MEOOOOWWWWWW".
Mad laughter issues once again.
I can't face Arjun ever again without bursting into laughter, its craziness, its madness, its what I want my office to be, every damn day.
As I leave my office, I pick up the phone and dial in 4055,
Arjun : Hello
Me : Laughs and slams the phone.
Goes over to his floor, with Manish, looks at him, bursts into laughter and heads home.
A proper trolltastic day at the office
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Serious advise
I am the last person on earth from whom you should or would take advise but over the past couple of months, at least since I started working, epiphanies have been hitting me like a goalie gets hammered by some slap shots in a game of hockey ( yes I do love ICE hockey), anyways here are 3 important things to take note off and please do take them seriously, have been screaming these points repeatedly to people I meet, especially my niece who is thinking about a career.
1: LOVE YOUR SCHOOL DAYS : While most of the core group of readers would have already started attending college, if you are one of the few lucky people still in school, cherish every damn moment of it. Trust me, when I was young all I wanted to do was leave school and go to college/work, let me hit you straight, there is nothing better than school, love them assignments, love them exams, the worst that could happen to you there was a bit of a scolding but you would be off the next day. "Work" ended for you at 3 PM max, ok in the more important years it would be a little longer but your weekends were free, summer vacations were vacations and well you would have time for something called life.
Love school, don't pass attending everyday of school, you get hundreds of moments, make every day count, these days WILL NEVER RETURN AGAIN.
2: DO NOT PURSUE AN MBA FOR THE SAKE OF IT: Hell this goes out for almost every whoring post grad/grad course us Indians want, engineering, doctors and MBA's. The country is over run with them and if you do it from a college which is not elitist to say, you are fucked, paid low, worked more and given absolutely no respect. MBA's are a dime a dozen, do something which you actually want to do, even if it means starting with a lower package, the biggest obstacle is society but fuck that, its better than suffering later on, cursing every week day plus the work culture in India sucks as it is, 6 work days and all.
Another something like 40 years more of this work life for me, damn it.
3: WORK IS NOT ITS CRACKED UP TO BE: Talked about this in an earlier post, work is not as fun as it should be, especially when you are a young kid with no experience, just try and get into some domain which interests you else you are getting jacked on a regular basis because you are on the lowest point in the food chain and well everyone will eat you up for even the most smallest of errors.
The day I get a junior working under me, its gonna be a tragic life cycle for that junior, that's a certainly, all the anger is going to flow out like the puss that oozes out from a huge pimple on your face.
1: LOVE YOUR SCHOOL DAYS : While most of the core group of readers would have already started attending college, if you are one of the few lucky people still in school, cherish every damn moment of it. Trust me, when I was young all I wanted to do was leave school and go to college/work, let me hit you straight, there is nothing better than school, love them assignments, love them exams, the worst that could happen to you there was a bit of a scolding but you would be off the next day. "Work" ended for you at 3 PM max, ok in the more important years it would be a little longer but your weekends were free, summer vacations were vacations and well you would have time for something called life.
Love school, don't pass attending everyday of school, you get hundreds of moments, make every day count, these days WILL NEVER RETURN AGAIN.
2: DO NOT PURSUE AN MBA FOR THE SAKE OF IT: Hell this goes out for almost every whoring post grad/grad course us Indians want, engineering, doctors and MBA's. The country is over run with them and if you do it from a college which is not elitist to say, you are fucked, paid low, worked more and given absolutely no respect. MBA's are a dime a dozen, do something which you actually want to do, even if it means starting with a lower package, the biggest obstacle is society but fuck that, its better than suffering later on, cursing every week day plus the work culture in India sucks as it is, 6 work days and all.
Another something like 40 years more of this work life for me, damn it.
3: WORK IS NOT ITS CRACKED UP TO BE: Talked about this in an earlier post, work is not as fun as it should be, especially when you are a young kid with no experience, just try and get into some domain which interests you else you are getting jacked on a regular basis because you are on the lowest point in the food chain and well everyone will eat you up for even the most smallest of errors.
The day I get a junior working under me, its gonna be a tragic life cycle for that junior, that's a certainly, all the anger is going to flow out like the puss that oozes out from a huge pimple on your face.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
August 18th, WE RISE!
Not that its going to be a political movement that has wrapped this nation into this KFC twister that you just can't swallow cause it is bland and tasteless and basically pointless to eat[ when compared to the awesome zinger that is, never would I sully KFC's name at all or quality].
18th August will be a date to remember for most people like me, not the perverts but the football lovers.
The Premier League or the "Barclays Premier League" is to start, which means late nights watching that 11PM/ 2AM saturday night game, watching my beloved Liverpool come back to life and action weekend in weekend out, making sure my social life comes to a halt for almost 8 months making sure that I do not wander out during any of Liverpool's games and make sure I have no parties/family gatherings etc on saturday and sundays.
The season is going to have an adverse effect on me especially every monday, IF we play well and win, no issues I know its going to be a kickass weekend and at least would be able to shut people up at the office, not that a lot of office folk follow football since this is a cricket crazy nation, heaven forbid if we lose, I would not come online for a couple of days, not follow any sports section in the news and for sure I would not even watch any sports channel [Cue sportscenter and the likes talking about a poor performance]
On the bright side, at least my weekends will have some meaning and I will at least look forward to them apart from being an escape from office , a little bit of a break from the normal routine I have had for almost 3 months now with no football, yes formula 1 can cut in and make a difference but Football is football. Another positive to come is that all my anger, darkness, frustration [in the batman voice] will be out on display for the whole world, facebook and all as well as my parents to see, remember dad coming in to charge his cell at 2 AM, Yossi scores against Fulham in the 94th minutes and I go berserk.
Also every single football fan will become a manager for every single day of the season, every decision will be nitpicked and discussed over internet forums for weeks on ends, crazy amounts of abuse will be thrown around, nonsensical reasons will pop out, history will be re-written, brought up and abused like an amateur bdsm model.
Yes the season is about to begin, families will be forgotten, women all but negated and friendships will be tested over the course of 8 months.
Thank God for Football.
ITS TIME TO RISE
BRING ON AUGUST 18TH
18th August will be a date to remember for most people like me, not the perverts but the football lovers.
The Premier League or the "Barclays Premier League" is to start, which means late nights watching that 11PM/ 2AM saturday night game, watching my beloved Liverpool come back to life and action weekend in weekend out, making sure my social life comes to a halt for almost 8 months making sure that I do not wander out during any of Liverpool's games and make sure I have no parties/family gatherings etc on saturday and sundays.
The season is going to have an adverse effect on me especially every monday, IF we play well and win, no issues I know its going to be a kickass weekend and at least would be able to shut people up at the office, not that a lot of office folk follow football since this is a cricket crazy nation, heaven forbid if we lose, I would not come online for a couple of days, not follow any sports section in the news and for sure I would not even watch any sports channel [Cue sportscenter and the likes talking about a poor performance]
On the bright side, at least my weekends will have some meaning and I will at least look forward to them apart from being an escape from office , a little bit of a break from the normal routine I have had for almost 3 months now with no football, yes formula 1 can cut in and make a difference but Football is football. Another positive to come is that all my anger, darkness, frustration [in the batman voice] will be out on display for the whole world, facebook and all as well as my parents to see, remember dad coming in to charge his cell at 2 AM, Yossi scores against Fulham in the 94th minutes and I go berserk.
Also every single football fan will become a manager for every single day of the season, every decision will be nitpicked and discussed over internet forums for weeks on ends, crazy amounts of abuse will be thrown around, nonsensical reasons will pop out, history will be re-written, brought up and abused like an amateur bdsm model.
Yes the season is about to begin, families will be forgotten, women all but negated and friendships will be tested over the course of 8 months.
Thank God for Football.
ITS TIME TO RISE
BRING ON AUGUST 18TH
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