
I have started to passively look for a new job due to lack of challenge in my current job. My co-worker then mentioned about an excellent opportunity at another company. This job has everything that I am looking for… a higher pay, salary growth, higher pay, more money$$, increased income, bahut paisa. You get the picture. So I had an interview with the VP of HR in the company yesterday. The first 5 minutes of the interview went pretty smoothly inspite of my stammering and sweating due to nervousness. And then the VP asks:
VP: So what are your strengths?
Me (thinking for 5 seconds): I am loud.. (WTF?~!?!?!??!? Did I just fucking say that?!?!?!)
VP: You're Loud?
Me (take that comment back… take that comment BACK): Yea… I can be……..pretty loud. (WTF is WRONG with you?!)
VP: Throw me some other adjectives that your friends use to describe you…
Me: Oh, other than loud? (GET OFF THE LOUD!!!)
Overall, I ONCE AGAIN realized that among other things, I am also incompetent at interviewing. Didn’t get a call back from the company… heh...
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Tuesday, February 27, 2007
AAAAH!
Posted by Arranged? at 7:11 PM 5 comments
Monday, February 26, 2007
scary stories?
An air hostess, as she passed along the aisle of the plane on the transatlantic flight from Amsterdam to New York
noticed that the baby, nestled between the couple who were asleep, didn't look very well in fact it looked extremely ill.
Not wanting to disturb anyone she gently lifted up the baby and took it back to her station. Feeling the baby's forehead,
she found it was cold and with a sudden panic she realized that the infant was dead.
Calling upon a doctor she knew to be on board, he examined the baby and confirmed that, not only was it dead,
but it was embalmed. The child's body had been hollowed out and it was full of the drugs that the couple were trying to
smuggle into the States.
A young lady is alone in her apartment. She goes to bed with her dog on the floor beside her. In the middle of
the night, she is woken up by a strange sound. She is alarmed, but reaches down to the dog, who licks her hand.
She is reassured and goes back to sleep. In the morning, she finds the dog hung in the shower. Where the dog slept,
she picks up note which reads "Humans can lick too".
A woman living in the city {Salt Lake} was visiting some friends in Ogden. When she got into her car in front
of this friend's house, she noticed that a car started up right behind her car. It was about 2:00 in the morning,
and there weren't any other cars on the road. After she had driven to the highway, she began to think that this
car was following her. Some of the time he would drive up real close to her car, but he wouldn't ever pass.
She was really scared to death and kept speeding to try to get away from him. When she got to Salt Lake, she started
running stop lights to get away from him, but he would run right through them too. So when she got to her driveway she
pulled in really fast, and this guy pulled in right behind her. She just laid on the horn, and her husband came running out.
Just then, the guy jumped out of the car, and her husband ran over and said, "What the hell's going' on here?"
So he grabbed the guy, and his wife said, "This man's followed me all the way from Ogden." The man said, "I followed your
wife because was going to work, and as got into my car, I noticed when I turned my lights on, a man's head bob down in her
back seat." So the husband went over to her backseat, opened the door, and there was a deranged man sitting on the floor ]
with a knife in his hand.
Two roommates remain at their deserted college dormitory over a holiday break. One of the girls goes out on a date that evening,
and the other one turns in and goes to bed before her roommate returns. Later that night the sleeping girl is awakened by gurgling
and scratching noises coming from outside the hallway door. Frightened, she locks the door and cowers inside the room until morning.
When the girl finally opens the door and ventures outside, she discovers the bloody corpse of her roommate in the hallway. The murdered
girl's throat had been slit, and she had bled to death in the hallway while clawing at the door.
In Berlin, after World War II, money was short, supplies were tight, and it seemed like everyone was hungry. At that time, people were
telling the tale of a young woman who saw a blind man picking his way through a crowd. The two started to talk. The man asked her for
a favour: could she deliver the letter to the address on the envelope? Well, it was on her way home, so she agreed. She started out to
deliver the message, when she turned around to see if there was anything else the blind man needed. But she spotted him hurrying
through the crowd without his smoked glasses or white cane. She went to the police, who raided the address on the envelope, where
they found heaps of human flesh for sale. And what was in the envelope? A note saying "This is the last one I am sending you today."
Posted by Pancho at 4:34 PM 9 comments
Friday, February 23, 2007
Knitting is the new trend...
Posted by Arranged? at 10:54 AM 3 comments
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
White History, Culture and Heritage 101
(source: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/06/RaceMugshots.jpg/210px-RaceMugshots.jpg)
Posted by sprakash at 8:18 AM 1 comments
Friday, February 16, 2007
Deepa is your MOM!!
Scenario #1
Deepa: Hey
Scenario #2
Shubhra, Deepa and Tim almost done having lunch.
In order to successfully snap your mom out of Deepa, quickly utter these words as soon as you sense MOM taking over.. "Deepa..you are such a MOM!!"
Posted by sprakash at 3:35 PM 9 comments
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Be neat, be gay.
OK, so I'm writing another post, so the blue moon has officially arrived :P But you should understand that this post requires A LOT of thinking coz the topic has bugged the heck out of me for about 6 years now and there are so many aspects to it that it would take me a few days just to outline all the things I have to say about it. But I guess I'll just throw what I can think of off top of my head right now and add whatever I consider important later on in the comment section. So... where do I start?
Please allow me to introduce my topic. In one of the recent shows from Russell Peters, he mentioned the stereotype that gay people have a good sense of fashion. Then he added something like (not exact wording) "I'm not gay, but I have a sense of fashion". Well, that's what I wanted to talk about. It seems to me that in this country (if anyone from abroad reads this, I'm currently in USA), neat-looking guy = gay... S#iiiitt.... And it's not only big football player type men who think that. Gay people think that way too, and that just annoys the heck out of me. Why? Well, let me tell you about myself.
I do my laundry weekly, so you will rarely see me wearing something wrinkled, or dirty... I get one food stain on my shirt, and (after me recovering from a minor heart attack) down the basket it goes. After being hand-washed with soap, of course (otherwise stains made by wine, coffee, lipstick and every other thing from Indian cuisine just won't leave no matter how much you launder the thing later on). I dress up every day, to work, to school, to any public place. Hell, I put on a decent shirt to step out of my house and check the mailbox. If you don't see gel in my hair, that probably means either A) I'm having a bad day, or B) my beloved GF has talked me into it (she doesn't like gel, I feel so bad, but I'm not Asian, my hair is NOT naturally silky, so I NEED to take care of it). I wear cologne every morning (and I put another "coat" of it in the afternoon when it wears off), unless I'm sick and I can't stop sneezing. My shirts are always ironed (and no, my mom doesn't iron them for me, whoop-dee-doo!), and so are my jeans and sweaters, if a necessity comes. My shoes are usually black (I don't drive, so I end up getting a lot of dust on them by walking all the time), but I clean them about once in 3 days. Throw in the fact that I manage not to ruin all that "grooming" during the day, and you get a picture of my perception of being neat. And now, ladies and gentlemen, I give YOU the craziest thing you'll ever hear!!!
...I'm straight. As an arrow. Not bisexual. Not curious. Never have been. Not planning to. No. I'm European, and that should explain it. Yeah, not all of us back at home are like that, but I'm from a family with good European traditions. In Europe, if a person shows up to a university wearing pajama pants and slippers (even if you're Asian), the only class they will let you go to being dressed up like that is physical education (or maybe not, because they don't expect you to show up wearing the PE clothes right away). My parents used to tell me that not dressing up for school can be taken as an insult by the instructors, and apparently I'm not the only one from my town who was told that.
Now I'm here, in the US, and every now and then I wonder, do I need to look like a freaking bum to be considered straight? Or what is it, do I need to look like a football player, drink Budweiser (dishwashing water, by the way, I can't believe you could make Budweiser Light out of it, it's lighter than water as it is for gossakes) and eat stake every day? BTW, eating 1-pound chunks of meat for a meal and driving cars that look like tanks except no tower cannon is something that I will blogg about too someday... but not now. Another problem on the same topic is that I'm sick of gay guys bugging me... You'd think that they should know that the damn stereotype is not always correct, but I've had some cases when a dude would stick to me like s#it to Velcro, no bull. WTF? I even started thinking that there's something about my image that looks gay, but the fact is that I've had some gay friends, and they looked anything but gay (for all you ignorant bastards out there, some of them actually DON'T look like Christmas trees, one can be gay, but not be a flamboyant faggot, pardon my language).
I just want to look neat, people (not to be confused with looking good, I hardly have any complaints or room for improvement in that department)! I don't want to go out with other men, no. Just looking nice, that's all I want, and I really don't understand what one has to do with the other. Some might say, Well, if you're straight, you don't care what others think about you, you know better! Yeah, right, just wait till instead of usually expected stern handshake you'll get a soft "hand-rub" and the guy who appeared straight a second ago will start talking to you in a girly voice... And guess what, I've noticed that the more "macho" a guy is, the more scared and freaked-out he gets when some stranger addresses him as a "sailor". Hah! So much for your confidence.
I'm not just straight, I'm what they call metrosexual (for those of you who grew up in the US, you probably don't know what it means, I'm sorry, just keep reading), i.e. I can grab my guy-friends @ss and say that I'm just trying to keep in touch (Butler, if you're reading this, don't worry, no one will ever guess), and not have anyone, including myself, doubt my sexual orientation. I'm straight to the point where I can easily afford doing that kind of stuff. And I don't hate gay people (I'm afraid of the raging ones, because they can get really goddamn persistent sometimes), just so you'd know. I don't care about the whole issue of gay marriage either, by the way, simply coz it will NEVER affect my life and I prefer to mind my own business (this practice has proven to prolong life more than all Oriental medicines combined).
On the finishing note, I just want to ask people (especially gilrs): don't assume that a guy is gay just because he looks nice and neat. Some men actually like it that way. Some of us are, as one of my friends put it in a song he wrote, "As good as gay... only straight" (Kira from "30 days out" band). Thank you for reading this far, ladies and gents.
Posted by Chebu at 3:10 PM 6 comments
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
The OUTSMARTEDNESS of Google !!!!
So today is V Day. or Me Day or U Day or whatever you call it.. !!!
google OUTSMARTED us all on this day !!!
Take a look at their logo :
its an awesomely YUMMY looking Strawberry dipped in Chocolate !!
but what are u missing? Even I missed on this.. Google managed to kind of remove the one letter that has its day today... yes the _ove word.. now look again !!
that is RIGHT my friends, the GOOGLE logo looks like it is missing a L from its spelling..?? huh?? why?
well there are quite a few theories floating around !! Here are the three most interesting ones I found on the internet..
yes yes I will cite the source so don't go all 100W and Debra on me, OKAY??
SJSU CS people lets just ignore others for that last joke ;)
aNyHUU !!!
number III !@##@!@!#
There is (or was) a Bassist by the name of Debbie Googe who played for an British/Irish band. Okay SO WHAT???
well, so this... the band's name was "My Bloody Valentine" !!! CO-INCIDENCE???
moViNg oN !!!
number II !@@!
This was an English Poet by the name of Barnabe Googe in the 16th Century. Again I know this is freaking crazy !!!!
One of his famous quotes were "I did but see her passing by, and yet I love her till I die." I know this is a long shot but it DOES relate with V Day !!!!
and nOw !!! the REAL REASON !!!
the real OFFICIAL reason from GOOGLE !!!
it is not left out or gone from GOOG'L'E but they have tried to OUTSMART all of us !!
look at the logo carefully !!!
you see the strawberry? the choclaty one?? yes yes I know it is very tempting...
but take a look at the stem of that STRAWBERRY !!! there is a green stem that looks sOrT of like an 'L'.
what is Google trying to SAY here??
We already know they are smart
and they are already making enough money for that....
I bet the STANFORD people are smiling... haha... we got it in the first shot... we are with GOOGLE on this one !!! :p
got all the info from here: http://thepugetnews.com/2007/02/14/googles-obscure-literary-reference-for-valentines-day-the-googe/
and not to mention that the google logo is from googe.com !!![:p]
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