21-04-2019, 01:06 PM
DIARY OF A LOSER
PART13
I had been working at FutureMedia for about six years now; it was a company that had lots of exciting projects with some talented people doing the sorts of work that interested me. My career path hadn't exactly gone to plan since I graduated. Maybe it is the fact that I was ambitious, or that I had a firm belief in the integrity of my ideas that wouldn't allow me to easily compromise. I was starting to feel for the first time in my working life that I belonged somewhere. It was a good feeling.
This Friday however, as I stared at my PC monitor watching the numbers across that were not adding up, I was beginning to feel frustrated. I had added this spreadsheet up more times than I could count and I was still missing revenue.
It was 7pm, the office was silent and the lights were dim. There was only me and a couple of guys left in the building. I looked at the screen again. I had to get this report right by tomorrow morning.
I shook my head at the screen; I doubted it but if I looked at that flickering monitor any longer I would end up finding a solution.
Just then the door opened and I was startled to see Ravi.
"You still here, Rajiv?" he said.
"Yep, still here." I answered. I could hear the tiredness in my voice. I hope he missed it; the man was super human. He was here before me in the morning and left after me at night. He would not understand tiredness and that would be another thing he had better than me.
"I'm fine Ravi. Just having a small problem with the quarterly report but nothing I can't work out by tomorrow."
"Let's take a look at the report together and see what the problem is." He patted my arm and motioned to the screen. This concerned understanding made me nervous.
I nodded and moved brought up the report that was causing all my problems. I was very aware of him standing directly behind me, watching my every move.
"It's the inventory sold out vs. the sales reported, I just can't make it match." I pointed to the screen as I spoke.
Ravi leaned in closer to look at the screen. He took the mouse and highlighted the sum at the bottom of the column of numbers. "I can see where all the problems have been coming from. These figures have been averaged and rounded off, what is more an estimate of the relative risk figures, not a definitive indicator of risks for the specific project."
I could see it too. "You're right, I see what you mean now. Sorry about that, Ravi," I said. "Don't worry, I will fix it as you suggest."
"Good," he said. He got up to leave the room, but then he paused at the door.
"Things seem ok now at the office, right?" Ravi asked.
"Yeah, everything seems to have fallen into place now and there won’t be any more complaints with clients."
"Great." Ravi said. "How did your meeting go today?"
Relieved to talk business, I spent a few minutes describing the day long meeting at their office. The purpose of the meeting was to close a big deal for a client.
"In our business, if you want to close deals and get ahead, you have to charm her off her feet. You know how to flirt with women, don't you, Rajiv?"
"I'm married, so the only woman I flirt with is my wife," I said.
"You're right, what sane man would settle for another woman when he had someone like Monisha to come home to? “ he said as he spotted a photograph of Monisha on the table. It was of a shot in a kind of soft focus that gave her a dreamlike effect. Monisha looked magnificent, like a goddess.
"Stunning, isn't she?" he finally said.
"Er, yes," I said, "she's a very attractive person."
We were both looking at the picture. I felt impolite to turn away, but somehow also improper to be studying this somewhat intimate portrait of my wife with my boss.
"Yeah, but sexy, wouldn't you say?"
I knew this was a vicious mind game, bating me into saying my wife is a sexy babe. I knew I had to play straight and try to move the conversation back to work.
"She is attractive, yes."
"Don't you find her hot?"
This was getting exciting. I just knew this was going to end badly, but I wanted to keep it going.
"I'm sorry but I don't think it’s for to make that kind of judgment about my wife, after all she’s my wife."
"Well, what if she wasn't your wife? What if she was just someone you met on the street? Would you think she was sexy then?"
Damn it, he just wasn't going to let go of this.
"Well," I said, taking a deep breath, "if you're speaking hypothetically, then yes, she is sexy."
"Hmm, I thought so - I would myself!" he said, with a little chuckle that seemed to invite me to join him in a little male camaraderie as we discussed the virtues of the female form. This was starting to get a little on the weird side.
"I am attracted to your wife ," he said.
I was shocked at his words. "I'm not sure what you're talking about."
Ravi's tone became serious. "I said I am attracted to your wife. Really attracted."
"What do you mean?" I asked, knowing how stupid I must sound. "So ... you'd want to sleep with Monisha?"
"It's okay Rajiv," he said, still smiling. "Hey man, it doesn't have to be that way. No need to worry, I'm cool. What I'm saying is ... look, Monisha's a gorgeous woman. She's very nice looking, and her secret assets may turn anyone’s heads. And I'm attracted to your wife. Any man will."
I was momentarily speechless. Monisha was really a great looking woman. But how could he know? Unless, of course, he happened to see her without a bra or panty! I wondered if he might have seen her naked or something. I knew that thought was far-fetched. Still, it made me wonder. The thought of Ravi seeing my wife naked gave me a rush.
"Would you get jealous? Your wife having sex with another man?"
I thought a moment, thinking about what to say. I knew Ravi might be using me to get into Monisha's panties. But then, isn't that what I wanted, to see Monisha sleep with Ravi?
Ravi laughed. "Hey, man, I'm teasing you. It's cool. Like I said before, when I get married I hope I'm as lucky as you, to have a lovely wife like Monisha."
I felt awkward around Ravi.
"Everything is fine with Monisha?"
I hesitated, suspecting Ravi's intentions. "Yeah, everything is ok, thanks for asking."
Ravi shrugged. "That's cool. Just let me know if there is anything I can do for both of you."
And then he walked out.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
PART13
I had been working at FutureMedia for about six years now; it was a company that had lots of exciting projects with some talented people doing the sorts of work that interested me. My career path hadn't exactly gone to plan since I graduated. Maybe it is the fact that I was ambitious, or that I had a firm belief in the integrity of my ideas that wouldn't allow me to easily compromise. I was starting to feel for the first time in my working life that I belonged somewhere. It was a good feeling.
This Friday however, as I stared at my PC monitor watching the numbers across that were not adding up, I was beginning to feel frustrated. I had added this spreadsheet up more times than I could count and I was still missing revenue.
It was 7pm, the office was silent and the lights were dim. There was only me and a couple of guys left in the building. I looked at the screen again. I had to get this report right by tomorrow morning.
I shook my head at the screen; I doubted it but if I looked at that flickering monitor any longer I would end up finding a solution.
Just then the door opened and I was startled to see Ravi.
"You still here, Rajiv?" he said.
"Yep, still here." I answered. I could hear the tiredness in my voice. I hope he missed it; the man was super human. He was here before me in the morning and left after me at night. He would not understand tiredness and that would be another thing he had better than me.
"I'm fine Ravi. Just having a small problem with the quarterly report but nothing I can't work out by tomorrow."
"Let's take a look at the report together and see what the problem is." He patted my arm and motioned to the screen. This concerned understanding made me nervous.
I nodded and moved brought up the report that was causing all my problems. I was very aware of him standing directly behind me, watching my every move.
"It's the inventory sold out vs. the sales reported, I just can't make it match." I pointed to the screen as I spoke.
Ravi leaned in closer to look at the screen. He took the mouse and highlighted the sum at the bottom of the column of numbers. "I can see where all the problems have been coming from. These figures have been averaged and rounded off, what is more an estimate of the relative risk figures, not a definitive indicator of risks for the specific project."
I could see it too. "You're right, I see what you mean now. Sorry about that, Ravi," I said. "Don't worry, I will fix it as you suggest."
"Good," he said. He got up to leave the room, but then he paused at the door.
"Things seem ok now at the office, right?" Ravi asked.
"Yeah, everything seems to have fallen into place now and there won’t be any more complaints with clients."
"Great." Ravi said. "How did your meeting go today?"
Relieved to talk business, I spent a few minutes describing the day long meeting at their office. The purpose of the meeting was to close a big deal for a client.
"In our business, if you want to close deals and get ahead, you have to charm her off her feet. You know how to flirt with women, don't you, Rajiv?"
"I'm married, so the only woman I flirt with is my wife," I said.
"You're right, what sane man would settle for another woman when he had someone like Monisha to come home to? “ he said as he spotted a photograph of Monisha on the table. It was of a shot in a kind of soft focus that gave her a dreamlike effect. Monisha looked magnificent, like a goddess.
"Stunning, isn't she?" he finally said.
"Er, yes," I said, "she's a very attractive person."
We were both looking at the picture. I felt impolite to turn away, but somehow also improper to be studying this somewhat intimate portrait of my wife with my boss.
"Yeah, but sexy, wouldn't you say?"
I knew this was a vicious mind game, bating me into saying my wife is a sexy babe. I knew I had to play straight and try to move the conversation back to work.
"She is attractive, yes."
"Don't you find her hot?"
This was getting exciting. I just knew this was going to end badly, but I wanted to keep it going.
"I'm sorry but I don't think it’s for to make that kind of judgment about my wife, after all she’s my wife."
"Well, what if she wasn't your wife? What if she was just someone you met on the street? Would you think she was sexy then?"
Damn it, he just wasn't going to let go of this.
"Well," I said, taking a deep breath, "if you're speaking hypothetically, then yes, she is sexy."
"Hmm, I thought so - I would myself!" he said, with a little chuckle that seemed to invite me to join him in a little male camaraderie as we discussed the virtues of the female form. This was starting to get a little on the weird side.
"I am attracted to your wife ," he said.
I was shocked at his words. "I'm not sure what you're talking about."
Ravi's tone became serious. "I said I am attracted to your wife. Really attracted."
"What do you mean?" I asked, knowing how stupid I must sound. "So ... you'd want to sleep with Monisha?"
"It's okay Rajiv," he said, still smiling. "Hey man, it doesn't have to be that way. No need to worry, I'm cool. What I'm saying is ... look, Monisha's a gorgeous woman. She's very nice looking, and her secret assets may turn anyone’s heads. And I'm attracted to your wife. Any man will."
I was momentarily speechless. Monisha was really a great looking woman. But how could he know? Unless, of course, he happened to see her without a bra or panty! I wondered if he might have seen her naked or something. I knew that thought was far-fetched. Still, it made me wonder. The thought of Ravi seeing my wife naked gave me a rush.
"Would you get jealous? Your wife having sex with another man?"
I thought a moment, thinking about what to say. I knew Ravi might be using me to get into Monisha's panties. But then, isn't that what I wanted, to see Monisha sleep with Ravi?
Ravi laughed. "Hey, man, I'm teasing you. It's cool. Like I said before, when I get married I hope I'm as lucky as you, to have a lovely wife like Monisha."
I felt awkward around Ravi.
"Everything is fine with Monisha?"
I hesitated, suspecting Ravi's intentions. "Yeah, everything is ok, thanks for asking."
Ravi shrugged. "That's cool. Just let me know if there is anything I can do for both of you."
And then he walked out.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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