A day in the life of a software Engineer

He checked his neatly ironed shirt & did the pleats of his trouser. But his sights would never reach his filthy unpolished shoes. He sprayed Deodorant as if taking another bath with deo this time, as if all the  Angels would fall for him today, finally. Although for most of the days it’s the only bath, known popularly as Dry Cleaning, washing face & spraying heaps of Deo underarms, on the chest, around the neck, on the chest again & again. Then he rubbed gel firmly with hair falling in all possible directions, for something called style statement. In a hurry, he picked up his rucksack & rushed out of the door. He has to catch office bus in next 10 mins & he is running late. Did I mention its 11 A.M. already?
He managed to catch the bus, sank in the seat as if he hasn’t slept for ages & took a power nap for next 35 mins. And here he is, in the office. He went straight to the wash room, washing face a zillion times & doing his hairs for the Grammy Awards night. From there, he walked straight to the Pantry to fetch a cup of coffee where he meet his friends cum colleagues & would discuss girls, of who’s-wearing-what? How is the other girl looking? She would have looked better, had she wore a red t-shirt instead of white. 
And it’s time to log into the system. “Hell this system takes so long to boot, hopeless”, he screams. He went to the facebook as soon as the system starts, check his notifications, messages & all status updates on his wall. He then checked his friend list to see if any girl is online? No One L. It’s time to check personal mail, are there any calls for Interview?
His buddy called him for lunch & then he realized he hadn’t checked his official mails yet. “Just give me 10 minutes buddy, in middle of something important”, he said. He quickly scrolled through his mails, nothing important that couldn’t wait for. On the lunch table, he came cursing the poor quality of the food. And then the discussion started on the project delivery. But it didn’t took any time to deviate to the Project Manager, how biased he is, his incapability’s, project’s poor performance. Off course none of the team member missed a chance to highlight their contribution to the Project, incredible skills & extraordinary performance.
Post lunch, it’s time for a much needed brisk walk. It’s so hard to find time for fitness in this rather hectic schedule. Around 3 P.M. he returned to work scanning his mails & finally trying to fix the bugs reported. He turned back to Internet Explorer to google to find a solution for the most mysterious of all bugs. But facebook was already open. How could he resist to check status updates of his friends, especially female’s. A comment on the status didn’t take much time to turn to a long chat.    
Its 4:30 P.M., time for a tea break. It’s the best time for a breather and to discuss the issues and the bugs. After discussing the issue in detail he got few tips that he could try to resolve the problem. He was deeply involved in the issue, when a phone call interrupted him in between. And guess, who’s call is it? It’s a call of his female colleague whom he is trying his luck on. And what better opportunity can one find when she’s herself asking him favor to resolve an issue.
“I’ll be there in a moment” he said, hastening towards her desk. It took 2 good hours for him to resolve the issue with his darling sitting next to him & gossiping with her girlfriends. It was “Thanks giving” time.
“No Thanks please, it’s all my pleasure” he said, flirting “By the way, what are you doing tonight? Any plans?”
“Not really.”
“Coffee?”
“OK”
And they ended up going for a dinner. The girl ordered Vodka & he ordered Whisky for himself. In just 2 sips of Vodka, the girl started telling about her boyfriend to him. She talked about his fat pay & her everlasting love for him. Whatever she said had no meaning to him but to learn he had no chance here. Finally the day ended. He woke up other day only to realize he has spent Two Grands on someone else’s girlfriend & that the last day has left him with loads of backlogs.

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