Only idiots live to work.

If you make your work your life, you’re making your life into hard work. Like most people, I confused myself by looking at people like artists and musicians whose life’s “work” fills their time. That isn’t work. It’s who they are. Unless you have some overwhelming passion that also happens to allow you to earn a living doing it, always remember that work should be a means to an end: living an enjoyable life. Spend as little time on the means as possible consistent with achieving the end. Only idiots live to work.

Courtesy: Lifehack

Life inside Google

Check out how GOOGLE works. Not the search engine, the employee engine.

Its REALLY a dog's life :-)

A butcher watching over his shop is really surprised when he sees a dog coming inside the shop. He shoos him away. But later, the dog is back again. So, he goes over to the dog and notices it has a note in its mouth.He takes the note and it reads "Can I have 12 sausages and a leg of lamb, please". The dog has money in its mouth, as well.The butcher looks inside and, lo and behold, there is a ten dollar note there. So he takes the money and puts the sausages and lamb in a bag, placing it in the dog's mouth. The butcher is so impressed, and since it's about closing time, he decides to shut the shop and follow the dog.So off he goes. The dog is walking down the street, when it comes to a level crossing, the dog puts down the bag, jumps up and presses the button.Then it waits patiently, bag in mouth, for the lights to turn. They do, and it walks across the road, with the butcher following him all the way.The dog then comes to a bus stop, and starts looking at the timetable.

The butcher is in awe as the dog stops a bus by pulling its left leg up and gets in it. The butcher follows the dog into the bus. The dog then shows a ticket which is tied to its belt to the bus conductor.The butcher is nearly fainting at this sight, so are the other passengers in the bus. The dog then sits near the driver's seat looking outside waiting for the bus stop to come. As soon as the stop is in sight, the dog stands and wags its tail to inform the conductor. Then, without waiting for the bus to stop completely, it jumps out of the bus and runs to a house very close to the stop.It opens the big iron gate and rushes inside towards the door. As it approaches the wooden door, the dog suddenly changes its mind and heads towards the garden. It goes to the window, and beats its head against it several times, walks back, jumps off, and waits at the door. The butcher watches as a big guy opens the door, and starts abusing the dog, kicking him and punching him, and swearing at him.The butcher surprised with this, runs up, and stops the guy. "What in heaven's name are you doing? The dog is a genius. He could be on TV, for the life of me!", to which the guy responds: "You call this clever? This is the second time this week that this stupid dog's forgotten his key."Moral of the story..You may continue to exceed onlookers' expectations but shall always fall short of the boss' expectations.It's a dog's life after all.....!!!


P.s: Appraisal Time

vellai !!! vellai !!! vellai !!

So finally I am back to work here in b'lore.. past 10 days have been very hectic attending 2 or 3 interviews everyday. But I wud say it was a nice experience. It helped me find the capabilities of me.. Here is the list which I had done the interviews in 10 days.

Arman consulting
Mircrosoft
Talisma
Manhattan
IBM
Kieon
Sungard
Heulab
Katrasoft
Aivea
Trigent
Symphony
Ilink
Cranes software

Some of them didnt suit my profile and the rest of them fucked me. Finally I am joining a guy from the above list. Lets see what is in store for me.

Consultants

A cowboy was herding his herd in a remote pasture when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards him. The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and YSL tie, leans out the window and asks the cowboy, "If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?"

The cowboy looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, "Sure. Why not?"

The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects it to his AT&T cell phone and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite navigation system to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo. The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany< SPAN style=" ".

Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses a MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with hundreds of complex formulas. He uploads all of this data via an email on his Blackberry, and after a few minutes, receives a response.

Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns to the cowboy and says, "You have exactly 1586 cows and calves."

"That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves," says the cowboy. He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on amused as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.

Then the cowboy says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my calf?" The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay, why not?"

"You're a consultant." says the cowboy.

"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?"

"No guessing required," answered the cowboy. "You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already knew; to a question I never asked; and you don't know anything about my business. Now give me back my DOG."

Another post on forgiving!!!

Forgiving or punishing the terrorists is left to God.
But, fixing their appointment with God is our responsibility
- Indian Army

Forgiving or punishing the Developer is left to Manager.
But, fixing their appointment with Manager is our responsibility
- Software Tester

This one is damn good..

Forgiving or punishing the Manager is left to Client.
But, fixing their appointment with Client is our responsibility
- Software Developer

Corporate culture

Its been sometime I wrote here. Time is just running like hell. I dont know whether, I am busy or making myself busy. There is a subtle difference between those. I am busy is really being busy. Making myself busy is obligating myself with something everyday like checking mails, sending friend requests in network sites etc so that I luk busy. I hope writing blogs is excluded in that list :-) Off late I have been orkuting so much I am getting sick of it. Its boring after sometime when you repeatedly see messages like

"Hey I am so and so. Plz have friendship with me."

in almost all gals scrap books. (Btw my start line is different). Its funny when u see everybody is wanting to have friendship only with gals. No body touches my (s)crap book.

Damn. Give those pretty gals a break guys or atleast be bold and ask her for a date or say something different. Rather than starting with friendship, then messenger, mobile talks and crap. Trust me (with a little experience) you will never know a person unless otherwise u interact them in real. Dats purely my views.

I think I am deviating from my point. Back to corporate culture. This is how the story is (atleast in my case). They started outsourcing since cheap-any-time-available-boss-labourers are available in here. Since the compensation for a s/w engineering job is way too ahead of any other white-collar job, the companies want their labourers-turned-employees to work more than 10 hrs for a day. The employees find it difficult to work long, as the days pass by and continue exploring the net, have more (free) coffees, unlimited-cheap-corporate-mobile-talks etc, there by increasing the work hours. Some companies think just because an employee is inside the office in his cubicle, he is working hard. Its time companies see employees as people and not as resources. A corporate culture analogy I have found:

Let’s start with a cage containing five monkeys. Inside the cage, hang a banana on a string and place a set of stairs under it. Before long, a monkey will go to the stairs and start to climb towards the banana. As soon as he touches the stairs, spray all of the monkeys with cold water. After a while, another monkey makes an attempt with the same result - all the monkeys are sprayed with cold water. Pretty soon, when another monkey tries to climb the stairs, the other monkeys will try to prevent it. Now, turn off the cold water. Remove one monkey from the cage and replace it with a new one. The new monkey sees the banana and wants to climb the stairs. To his surprise and horror, all of the other monkeys attack him. After another attempt and attack, he knows that if he tries to climb the stairs, he will be assaulted. Next, remove another of the original five monkeys and replace it with a new one. The newcomer goes to the stairs and is attacked. Note that the previous newcomer takes part in the punishment with enthusiasm. Again, replace a third original monkey with a new one. The new one makes it to the stairs and is attacked as well. Two of the four monkeys that beat him have no idea why they were not permitted to climb the stairs, or why they are participating in the beating of the newest monkey.

After replacing the fourth and fifth original monkeys, all the monkeys that have been sprayed with cold water have been replaced. Nevertheless, no monkey ever again approaches the stairs. Why not? Because as far as they know that's the way it's always been around here and that's how company culture is formed, and that’s how you come about the smell of a place.
Every company has its smell. It’s the way it’s always been around there. Nobody can really explain why some things are the way they are anymore, it’s either that’s what management said, wants or expects. This subtly defines a culture for the organization. Imagine how the fifth monkey would have felt when it entered the cage, he’ll see opportunities all over the place in “banana’s untouched”, he’ll wonder in its mind why nobody is making use of those opportunities, he’ll also wonder how come the hostility when he tries to reach the banana. The other monkeys will attack it with glee, without having a clue why things are done that way. At that point, the one who can pick the smell of the place most is the new comer, but he/she looses the ability to see the difference in sometimes less than 3 months.


I was just wondering am I the 4th or the 5th monkey?