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Suggestion: It may be nice to read this blog in the chronological order.

Monday, 29 November 2010

Conclusion

As I conclude this blog, I would like tell you that I am pretty happy for not being a part of WRSC anymore. A few of the characters you may have read about like Venky, Ritesh etc are still with WRSC but are now working for other accounts. I'm sure it's not a Bakshi to whom they're reporting to. I used to ring them up occasionally and sometimes meet up for a drink or two.

A few guys who raised their voice against Bakshi and fought back were 'kicked out'. They lived happily ever after.

A few of them were still with the same account working for Bakshi when I left. I have no clue what has happened to them. Bakshi used to fuck them then and he should still be fucking them.

I am not a philosopher but these are some of my findings in so many years -
  • Assholes do live for ever. They get a rating of 5 every time. No point being jealous about it. They're rated only for being an asshole.
  • It's all about setting expectations. If you say 'Don't fuck with me' at the first instance, it remains that way all the time. The moment you allow anyone to fuck you, they will fuck you, your mother, your grandmother and your great grand mother. And eventually you would get used to it.
  • Every dog who wags his tail for a promotion, a better rating or an onsite assignment, will have to keep wagging his tail all the time. If you stop wagging anytime, the master will strike down upon you with great vengeance and furious anger. You may loose everything you have gained wagging till date. You better be ready to have a healthy tail.
  • If you are working with a WRSC moulding yourself to suit the best interests of that company for more than 2 years, remember, you are institutionalized and you're good for nothing else.
  • Don't waste your time writing big essays on any online survey which claims to take actions as per the feedback from the employees. They don't even go to the recycle bin.
  • Stop complaining. If you don't like something, make a plan to get out of it. There is no room for complaint boxes.
  • 'The man who do not spend time with his family is not a man.' a quote from the movie Godfather. Work for a living do not live for working. It's not a bad idea to miss a promotion or a rating to spend time with your family or booze with a long lost friend.
  • Invest in relationships. You may not know who would be willing to call 999 (or 911) when you get mugged. Make friends with all your associates, other vendors and third party resources. Keep in touch with all of them.
  • Politricks (Politcal Tricks) is a part of the corporate world but vengeance and politricks do not go very well together. Do not waste your energy screwing up someone. You can always use your time, money and effort to buy a drink for the best mate in the account.
  • Patience is something that you always need. Do not strike back in anger. It would do more harm to yourself than any good. Make a plan, churn it, execute and come out clean.
  • Be in good terms with the bad company but don't get associated with them. People would hesitate to help you in a crisis not because they don't like you. They wouldn't want to get into trouble helping you because you're associated with the bad guys.
That's all my friends. Thank you very much for reading my blog. One last thing. Not all managers are like our Bakshi; most of them have brains. Please do not buckle up to screw your manager right away.

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For people who're a little curious about what happened to me, Mr. 'Alex' - I am still in London. I have found another interesting job.

Recently, I was having a nice time with a few friends at an All Bar One at Canary Wharf. Clare, who knew me since the time I'd been in London, pulled me closer to her by my suit and whispered into my ear, 'I just remembered this quote from the movie Catch Me If You Can -
Two little mice fell into a bucket of cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned, but the second mouse, he struggled so hard that he eventually churned that cream into butter and he walked out. '
'And I'm that second mouse?' I smiled with a frown of contempt.
'Yes!' She smiled and gave me a hug.

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