Pet(ty) Peeves

Foreword: This post was written on a 'bad' day but there's something about that frustrated tone of voice in there that I like. So I have decided to keep it as it is. With minor additions.

Ok so I am in a foul mood. Just had a long workday. Am really tired. And I feel like lashing out at all the irritating, annoying people that I would otherwise tolerate or ignore. No, I don't want to punch these people in the face. Just probably stare at them in disbelief, shake my head and ask them to stop. The irritating thing. Maybe raise my voice (a little) while asking them that.

Here they are in random order:

1. Some twitter users - I am relatively new to an active twitter life. Still looking to make my ground and finding the right people to follow. In the process, I have, and am, following some annoying people. Some of them are serial retweeters - they retweet anything. And everything. You tweet about how you like XYZ something. Ok, cool. And maybe someone replies to you and agrees with you. You know, a generic reply. The world won't be missing anything if they didn't know someone replied to you. But. You retweet their reply. Why? I wonder. Why! To show us that someone else agrees with your choice? *cough* desperate *cough*. Please don't clog my timeline with such retweets.

2. Girly girls - I am a girl. You are a girl. I behave normally. Why don't you? Why do you leave your hair open and preen it a million times a minute? If you can't handle your loose hair, tie it up! Why are you so irritatingly obsessed with pink? I like pink too. But I am not obsessed. I don't have pink shoes, a pink phone, pink hairband, pink nail paint, pink pencil, pink eraser, pink lipstick... I just have a pink top I like to wear. But you give me a bad name.

3. The workaholics - Wow, you stay late at work usually and are ok with it. Wow, you don't like or dislike a task because it has to be done no matter what. Wow, you find 'more difficult' work a welcome challenge.  Please take your bull-excrement and place it with pressure where the sun light does not reach.

4. Holier-than-thou - You're more religious than me. You're religious.You say your prayers and do your holy duties. You know more about religion than I would bother to find out. Good for you. But don't think for one second that it gives you the right to preach to me, you religious vampire!

Epilogue: Reading this on a 'good' day, I see the funny side. Hope it makes me for someones reading pleasure, apart from mine. 

Leave me Breathless!

No I am not going to talk about the song by the Corrs...though it happens to be a personal favourite. I am going to talk about my breath-taking as in take my breath away (literally) experiences in the local trains of Bombay.. yes I said BOMBAY!! .

It's a humid sticky morning in the cold month of November, and I am waiting with countless other ladies at the station platform near the First Class compartment. All eyes on the horizon waiting for the train to arrive. The moment we see it approach, we take our battle front stances. The only thing missing is war-paint on our faces and we don't need no weapons coz our bare hands, and elbows and buttocks(I'll get to these soon), are more than sufficient.

We have to take our offence positions coz we know that the steel monster thats on it's way is already packed with ladies from the previous stations and thus we have very little space to deal with and very little time to shove ourselves in that very little space.

The train arrives. The frenzy begins.If you are a spectator instead of a participant, its quite a sight. Women weighing 80 kgs and more defy the physical laws of gravity and jump in to the trains to secure themsleves and their big toushees ample space, and this while using the elbows and more effectively the buttocks to ward off, push down and obstruct other mortals that stand lower in the BMI scale.

If I, being one of those lower scale mortals, by any chance happen to secure a place for myself, its not a place, its a crevice. Its like being pushed against a wall behind a door that's open in front of your face...but ya you are sort of cushioned in between the buttocks of the lady in the front and the pot belly of the lady behind.

Computer says 'Restart'!

I have been facing this mysterious and debilitating problem... I don't think there is a cure.. I have looked.. and found! and Installed!!...and Failed :( 

My computer has been afflicted by - The Restart Problem. My computer just restarts whenever it wants to, whenever it wants to (um..I couldn't write 'wherever' coz its a desktop computer) for e.g. when I am writing a long important email (& have not saved a draft), or when am in the middle of an online conversation with my manager or just re-worked on a document and made a million changes and am about to hit 'Save'...