More women on top needed, according to the Times of India. Do these people actually consider their headlines before sending them out? And the Times of India is reputable, too. Sort of like the New York Times or something. Sheesh.
More women on top needed
Btw, I prefer women on the bottom.. Mommy, if you're reading this, I'm kidding. I saw it in a movie once.
That Vinni rented.
Go blame her.
Friday, February 18, 2005
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Just when I thought I was in the clear... I'm not. Or I wasn't. Or whatever the grammatically correct way to say that is.
I've decided that I'm never eating sandwiches in Bangalore again. In fact, maybe never in this country. Reasons...
1995- Mutton Burger... food poisoning
1999- Paneer Burger from KFC... food poisoning
2004- Chopped BBQ Chicken Sandwich... SEVERE food poisoning
2005- Chicken and Cheese Sandwich - food poisoning
I have a 100% rate of getting sick in this town after eating a sandwich. The only difference this time is that it happened about 3 weeks in instead of within the first 48 hours.
So today I came back to work and there's a huge project that needed to be given to the Director of the program. GULP. Fortunately for me, I had already done most of the changes, but my colleague Amit has a SHITLOAD to do. Poor guy. Plus there's talk of us maybe being moved to Chennai (other city in another state), and on top of THAT there's a Microsoft session next week that we have to teach. ACK.
It's just BEGINNING to get hairy my friends...
I've decided that I'm never eating sandwiches in Bangalore again. In fact, maybe never in this country. Reasons...
1995- Mutton Burger... food poisoning
1999- Paneer Burger from KFC... food poisoning
2004- Chopped BBQ Chicken Sandwich... SEVERE food poisoning
2005- Chicken and Cheese Sandwich - food poisoning
I have a 100% rate of getting sick in this town after eating a sandwich. The only difference this time is that it happened about 3 weeks in instead of within the first 48 hours.
So today I came back to work and there's a huge project that needed to be given to the Director of the program. GULP. Fortunately for me, I had already done most of the changes, but my colleague Amit has a SHITLOAD to do. Poor guy. Plus there's talk of us maybe being moved to Chennai (other city in another state), and on top of THAT there's a Microsoft session next week that we have to teach. ACK.
It's just BEGINNING to get hairy my friends...
Monday, February 14, 2005
I still can't get myself to believe it. No no, it's not the fact that I'm actually in India (I can't believe that either), it's that people around here honk their automobiles SOOO MUCH. I mean, it was pretty bad in NY with people honking at any given second, but it's horrendous here. But the thing is, they honk for ENTIRELY different reasons.
We were reading in our culture handbooks about India (yep, I'm learning about India through a book now), and the reason that people honk doesn't mean, "Hey a$$hole, MOVE!" Instead it can mean a variety of things, from, "Hey watch out I'm here," to, "I'm gonna pass you, so make sure not to accidentally swerve over." There're even people who honk to say hi and such. But when you're going to work and there're five hundred vehicles honking all around, it definitely feels different.
Work is going pretty well, right now I'm helping design a course module for an American company. Basically, they have American managers who need to know about India, and Indian managers who need to know with how to deal with Americans. Interesting to see the parallels between the courses. It's that you have to come up with parallels for each. (Indians like to take their time in conversations so that they can get a better picture of the whole. Americans like to be straight and to the point and get business done. == That sort of thing.)
We were reading in our culture handbooks about India (yep, I'm learning about India through a book now), and the reason that people honk doesn't mean, "Hey a$$hole, MOVE!" Instead it can mean a variety of things, from, "Hey watch out I'm here," to, "I'm gonna pass you, so make sure not to accidentally swerve over." There're even people who honk to say hi and such. But when you're going to work and there're five hundred vehicles honking all around, it definitely feels different.
Work is going pretty well, right now I'm helping design a course module for an American company. Basically, they have American managers who need to know about India, and Indian managers who need to know with how to deal with Americans. Interesting to see the parallels between the courses. It's that you have to come up with parallels for each. (Indians like to take their time in conversations so that they can get a better picture of the whole. Americans like to be straight and to the point and get business done. == That sort of thing.)
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