So here’s the story….I’ll start at the beginning. I’m an instructional designer..which means I design storyboards for corporate training programmes. And it is part of my job to instruct the graphic designers exactly what I want the developed programme to look like. Since most of them are senior to me, they naturally resent it. I suppose it’s a mindset peculiar to the Indian Male…they hate taking orders, even when they’re not really orders, from women, especially if they’re younger.
So anyway..work that should’ve finished by 6:00 in the evening..finished an hour and a quarter later. I was sizzling by the time I left. Unfortunately, I could not speak my mind…would’ve bruised more egos…sigh!
It tires me to read newspapers these days…they just drag issues beyond their actual shelf life. Its annoying to wake up every morning and see Rahul Mahajan’s mug on the front page and read five different spellings of Bibek Moitra’s name. That’s another thing….the utter confusion about basic facts such as the names of the main characters in the lead story. In the Rahul Mahajan case, they’d even got the name of the drug wrong. Only The Times of India got it right, and then they too had to crow about it! Really sickening!