Professionalism

Work is important. Especially when ones spouse is not at home. It keeps ones mind from idling. After all idling is costly…haven`t the fuel prices shot up recently?

Rekha`s absence has seen a sudden surge in my official out-put. Even the Admin guys complained that they had to work late to shred all the crap I had generated.

By the way, did you know that the longer somebody`s designation…the less important his job? As a “Consultant” – my designation is just right. I could have got a still smaller one but the HR said “Con” was not a designation they appreciated.

Though I am a consultant today…this is not what I wanted to be. Even as a child I wanted to teach Math in school. During my interview at Kendriya Vidhyalaya, Madurai…I told the Principal (who was interviewing me) that I was ready to give my 110%. They rejected me. Since it was for a Math teacher`s post…they expected me to know that percentage was always 100 or below.

With the math teacher option ruled out, I decided to become an orator. It is another thing that I did not become one. Even at school I had been a good orator. So much so, the teachers facilitating the Debating Club suggested that since I had nothing to achieve in oratory, I join the Mime Club.

With both my favorite vocations ruled out…I remember spending time looking for opportunities. One particular advertisement caught my eye. It said:
Urgent Requirement: Wanted a good mind reader, Salary negotiable. I would have got it…but in the place provided for communication address the advertiser had just mentioned: “If you are a good mind reader, find out my address.”

Before I landed plush jobs…I had once worked for a hearing aid manufacturer. My job was to walk the streets, visit houses and sell hearing aids. The only problem was…my most prospective customers never answered their doors. I left the job because I could not reach my monthly target.

Those were difficult days. People all around me were making a living donating to sperm banks. My good friend Vijay Kumar still says that in the one year he was jobless, he let go of at least Rs 10,000 through his hands.

Right now, I have a job….and am not complaining.

Like somebody once said…don`t worry if you have to work late tonight…for you are lucky that you have a job! Get professional!

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