Today I drive to the office, a friend is giving me company, just to help me break ice with the Bangalore traffic. I have the Navigation system on, just for reference, even though the friend is guiding me. The GPS system is suggesting a different route from the one my friend is, I stick to the latter. I don't want to trample on any ego's here, especially when computer's are involved - "Do you trust me more or a freaking computer", comes a blast from the past. I shake myself up, must get back to the present and focus on the road.
I reach the office; it took us about 40 minutes. My friend 's office is a little further ahead down the same road I drive her to her office, take two U-turns and am back to my office. I Find a parking slot in the basement. I'm pleasantly surprised to find that there's an elevator that takes me directly from the basement to the 3rd floor where my office is. Back in Noida, one has to walk to the ground floor and then take the elevator to whichever floor. I curse the architect under my breath. My access card works here too, I slip into the office, unstopped, unquestioned and perhaps unnoticed. I like it. I love being invisible and I love what technology can do towards that affect. I send out a quiet prayer for whoever invented the whole access card system.
I find a cubicle has been made available for me; all I need to do is chase the IS guys and get a network cable and an extension board so that I don't have to bend down every time I need to plug/un-plug my laptops. Oh, I also need to get them to get me a phone. I catch one of them in the hallway and bully him (if you can believe that) into giving me what I need immediately. Knowing a few people here and there always helps. Social networking - I make a mental note; I need to get more active in that space. "You people need to get off of your ivory towers and see what's going on around you more often" - comes another blast from the past. I shake myself again, these blasts are getting more frequent . Is it the medication?
I catch up with the emails; being a monday, nothing much has happened over the weekend. I spend most of my day trying to set myself up for working remotely. Sending requests for the soft phone, installing necessary software on my laptops, syncing code, building etc etc. In the interim, lots of "filter" coffee flows down my throat. I can't believe they actually have a guy here to make make you your favourite cuppa, no self service required and also more variety available. A silent curse goes to the Noida HR or operations or whoever's responsible for creating this disparity.
Lunch is "Nice". I've always loved south indian food, so in general, being in Bangalore is nice for me. The painful part is that I have to sign in the visitor's register before each meal. I wish that could be connected to the access card, because I have to swipe my way in to the cafeteria anyway. Intern project perhaps?
I've been adviced to leave the office either before 5:30 PM or after 7:30 PM. I choose the former, today being the first day and me being on the mercy of the GPS system for the homeward journey. It's harder to know where you're going when it get's dark.
I leave the building before 5:30 PM. The GPS system decides to freak out on me. I don't know, maybe I missed a few turns here and there, the net result? It took me close to 100 minutes to reach home. After reaching home when I reviewed the route that the system had taken, I see that it first took me outwardly, away from my destination and then circling all across the city, finally spiraled into my destination. It totally freaked out around Leela Palace and made me circle the hotel twice, before I realized what was happening. A goof up of such proportions has never happened before, I've been using the N95 for almost two years now and have navigated, with great success, at least five cities in India and abroad.
I am perplexed and exhausted, but glad that I did not stop once to ask for directions.
I reach the office; it took us about 40 minutes. My friend 's office is a little further ahead down the same road I drive her to her office, take two U-turns and am back to my office. I Find a parking slot in the basement. I'm pleasantly surprised to find that there's an elevator that takes me directly from the basement to the 3rd floor where my office is. Back in Noida, one has to walk to the ground floor and then take the elevator to whichever floor. I curse the architect under my breath. My access card works here too, I slip into the office, unstopped, unquestioned and perhaps unnoticed. I like it. I love being invisible and I love what technology can do towards that affect. I send out a quiet prayer for whoever invented the whole access card system.
I find a cubicle has been made available for me; all I need to do is chase the IS guys and get a network cable and an extension board so that I don't have to bend down every time I need to plug/un-plug my laptops. Oh, I also need to get them to get me a phone. I catch one of them in the hallway and bully him (if you can believe that) into giving me what I need immediately. Knowing a few people here and there always helps. Social networking - I make a mental note; I need to get more active in that space. "You people need to get off of your ivory towers and see what's going on around you more often" - comes another blast from the past. I shake myself again, these blasts are getting more frequent . Is it the medication?
I catch up with the emails; being a monday, nothing much has happened over the weekend. I spend most of my day trying to set myself up for working remotely. Sending requests for the soft phone, installing necessary software on my laptops, syncing code, building etc etc. In the interim, lots of "filter" coffee flows down my throat. I can't believe they actually have a guy here to make make you your favourite cuppa, no self service required and also more variety available. A silent curse goes to the Noida HR or operations or whoever's responsible for creating this disparity.
Lunch is "Nice". I've always loved south indian food, so in general, being in Bangalore is nice for me. The painful part is that I have to sign in the visitor's register before each meal. I wish that could be connected to the access card, because I have to swipe my way in to the cafeteria anyway. Intern project perhaps?
I've been adviced to leave the office either before 5:30 PM or after 7:30 PM. I choose the former, today being the first day and me being on the mercy of the GPS system for the homeward journey. It's harder to know where you're going when it get's dark.
I leave the building before 5:30 PM. The GPS system decides to freak out on me. I don't know, maybe I missed a few turns here and there, the net result? It took me close to 100 minutes to reach home. After reaching home when I reviewed the route that the system had taken, I see that it first took me outwardly, away from my destination and then circling all across the city, finally spiraled into my destination. It totally freaked out around Leela Palace and made me circle the hotel twice, before I realized what was happening. A goof up of such proportions has never happened before, I've been using the N95 for almost two years now and have navigated, with great success, at least five cities in India and abroad.
I am perplexed and exhausted, but glad that I did not stop once to ask for directions.
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