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Wednesday, 29 December 2010

Ladies and gentlemen of my office....


Since years I am stretching the limits of getting bored. I come to office, do boring chats with my boring friends. Every day I ask boring questions like ‘so, what’s up.’ And since four years they have replied ‘I am fine, you tell me’ and I say ‘me too, catch you sometimes,’ which never happens. Most of my social interactions are confined in these three short phrases- ‘so, what’s up’, ‘I am fine, you tell me’, ‘me too, catch you sometimes.’

I listen to long elaborated stories about how sensible is the new boyfriend/girlfriend of my colleagues.  How good it feels from getting out of a headless dating session with a nutcase. How important it is to get married to a person of your choice and raise healthy kids. Sometimes I give clichéd advices like ‘my dear friend I care for you so much that I really want this relationship to work for you,’ other time I say ‘keep talking, I am listening’. When tired, I use the combination of ‘I see’ and ‘Oh…ya’ after every two three sentences.

I just pretend that I am a dude who has taken rest from relationships because of some personal reasons. Of course at present I am not dating anyone but that’s because I simply don’t feel like that. I have spread rumors of my hot college acquaintances, who have suddenly become so interested in me that few of them are literally dying to go out for a date.  You have to do this to keep your stocks trade high and when you have a rowdy circle of male friends, most of them either lie about their happening sexual -life or they have adopted salesman’s attitude, attempting on every possible female whoever comes on their way---whether married or unmarried, hot, semi hot and even pseudo hot, the only criterion is that person should be a female in terms of pure biology. It pays at times but for a lazy bum like me watching my colleague’s attempts is equally satisfying.  



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