Showing posts with label IT. Show all posts
Showing posts with label IT. Show all posts

Sunday, November 15, 2015

The Idiot's guide to going onsite



You've spent so much time working in office that your own dog growls when you go home, you have published a paper on arcane things like transient cloud interoperability and have put your head so up your manager's ass that when you cough he burps; culminating finally finally into getting the holy grail of IT <drum roll>.................... ONSITE !

And after getting the visa, your shoes polished, not so subtly letting it spread it through your relatives & neighbourhood aunties and buying that new red tie you think all the hard work is behind you, right? No. You cannot be further from the truth! Sowing your crop is something, reaping it is a different ball game altogether.

But do not despair! Help is here! With the Idiot's guide to going onsite you can do this stint abroad like a boss!

1. See the first order of business is to get active on social media sites, reactivate that Facebook account that you deleted because potential wives were liking your 'drinking beer in my favorite lungi' pics. Get on instagram as well, because if you haven't instagrammed 'Spaghetti al carbonara' (even though you couldn't finish it) then you are letting the best things in life pass you by.

2. Second you really really need a DSLR, no self respecting Indian man abroad can take the pictures of autumn trees with an ordinary phone camera. Because a photo taken from DSLR with a watermark with your name and the title "I love <insert name of your city> in fall xoxo" really ups your swag. Take as many ketchup packets from McDonalds so that you can fund your DSLR.

3. Just photos of autumn trees wouldn't do, that was for the classy half of your friends, the other half are going to wonder why are you taking photos of dying trees, for them it is the picture in the <crash cymbal> Snow ! That will make them realize that you are not in India anymore.

4. And the final and most definite photo you need is with the Caucasian people. No that is not another type of Asian people, I mean the white people, the goras, the firangis. But it has to be casual, no forced hand on the shoulder, no white woman awkwardly leaning away from you when you grin like an idiot, no you photobombing when they were taking a photo. Best option is to do it on corporate get togethers when they are forced to socialize with you and post with a casual caption "Lunch with friends / Beer with Yuergen, Havier and Hema"

5. Now that we are done with people and other natural things it comes to the pursuit of the most perfect creation of mankind! CARS ! The formula to stand beside a car that you saw parked on the street and take a picture with it has been done to death by our seniors in the 90s. Now you have to be in the car to make it believable. So hunt for the cheapest rent-a-car and get 5 more guys to pool in and then take the picture in the driving seat in turns.

6. Photos and cars are good but they cannot nourish you, you need food for that, that means rice. Also some rasam, sambhar, gunpowder and pickle would be good with it. Even the people who are in the know of pickle-packaging-for-the-flight understand that 2 KG of pickle isn't going to last you forever, so hound Facebook for people who are traveling from India and carpet bomb them with requests to get Mukkala Pacchdi when they come. Also simultaneously ask the locals which is the cheapest place to buy sona masoori.

7. India's average saving rate is 30%, and that is just average, but you are no average Indian, average Indians are not sent abroad to do the most critical tasks like servicing hardware, entering data in tables and teach people how to use a software. You need to go beyond that, to boldly go where no man except an Indian has gone before, i.e for 90% of savings. For that, share a studio apartment with 4 other people and have beds from wall to wall, skip some meals entirely because they should not expect you to pay 107.50 INR for a sandwich, get your wife to cook the rest, travel only in groups of 11 to share costs, politely decline any invitations where you need to spend money, get a haircut once in a year, get a house in suburbs to travel 2 hours a day and get pressure cookers from India.

8. Praise their infrastructure, social security and healthcare while cursing the 30% taxation, mandatory health insurance and abundance of processes for everything.

9. Wait for 2 months then start treating the new immigrants like they have turnips growing out of their neck instead of a head. Correct their pronunciations, point out helpful facts like you can wait for 4 hours to take the bus instead of spending 30 dollars in a taxi, tell them to ask for 100% Angus beef before ordering in Burger King and memorize phrases like "Dos cervezas por favor" to help them out when they are having a tough time ordering a beer.

10. Be more Indian than Indians. Put a extra colourful Tricolour as your profile picture on 15th August and 26th January. Pay 100 Euros for a Kumar Sanu concert though you downloaded all his songs for free in India. Dress up in ethnic clothes on Diwali party on the weekend after Diwali and say things like "These westerners have no culture" in a mixed group and then describe the cleavage of the girl you saw in the train that day to the guys.

11. Cry and howl if you are being sent back to India by your company. Bring up issues like old mother and blind sister who need the extra income or the fact that you will resign if you are sent back or threaten to go full Julian Assange to the client. But also keep mentioning to everyone else how much you love India and want to go back soon.

12. And lastly but more importantly don't hate me for this, I do it too.

 

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

The Tragedy of being 26+ MBA in an Indian IT company




I read some guy named Frankie’s (Siddesh Agashe) blog about TheTragedy of being 25+ in an Indian BSchool. I found it funny like many others; it has become quite a rage in fact. Though I couldn’t picture myself in the category he talked about I knew a lot of guys like that. I myself was in the awkward no-man zone in between the cool kids and seen-it-know-it-alls. I was 23 when I joined the B School but with no work ex (Due to my taking a year off once after school and one after engineering for…. Aah never mind). So I was not fun enough to have fun with cool kids and the work-ex people never came to me for advice or career or any other intellectual discussions. But then it had it pros too, I was not labled Uncle or Bade Bhaiya and I wasn’t counted in non serious, you-don’t-deserve-to-be-in-a-B-School crowd, in fact people used to criticize college’s policy to take non work-ex right on my face, when I used to go “Hey!” they used to say “Abey matlab tu nahi yaar”. So I wasn’t worried about receding hairline but a bulging waistline nevertheless, I wasn’t considering this an extension of my DU days but hadn’t worked either. So all in all a straddle position between these groups, so I didn’t give this post much thought just smiled though it and got it over with. 

THEN IT HIT ME LIKE A TON OF BRICKS!

I am that guy, only not in a BSchool but in an IT company and then I realized the tragedy of being a 26+ MBA passout in an IT company!

I’m guessing like most people when I came into an IT company I had the following dreams –
  •  Fancy title like Consultant or Business Analyst. High quality work
  • Not starting the day with 14 gaalis and boss waving the paper with target written on in my face. And have to nothing to look forward to except Sun, Sweat and Dirt.
  • A/C Office, sophisticated people to talk to, Glitzy campuses, Metropolitan cities
  • Not being at the bottom of the food chain
  • And most importantly – Girls!

But as they say, be careful what you wish for.

Now that I am here, this is no different than being 25+ in an Indian B School. In fact it is like walking into Amity or Lovely Professional University, only 5 years too late and already having a masters degree.  And then –
  • All the girls you like will be already be 4 years younger to you and walking with 2 guys her age, at best they will ignore you or give you the ‘why is that old creep looking at me?’ look.
  • All the girls your age would already be either married or engaged. They will happily wear their Chudiyans, Manglasutra and Sindoor which is their way of saying “back the f*** off from me”.
  • You will laugh at mails which say that there is some dancing competition/Antakshri/Mimicry competition happening. But when your manager asks so have you been taking part in any activities or any initiatives you will cut a sorry figure.
  • You will look down upon the software engineers, saying “in saalon kee to zindagi code likhte likhte nikal jayegi, accha hua main bach gaya”. Then you will be given even a worse job where terms like UTA, PTT, MLAP will keep hitting you and finally you will have to run to some software engineer for help.
  • When you meet another IT guy he will ask what do you do, you will smirk and say “Oh I’m a SAP consultant” or “Oh I’m an Business Analyst for Banking & Capital Markets” when he will ask you whether you use Secure socket Layer in R/3 structure with ECC 6 version for SAP or do you recommend a database transaction mechanism which guarantees ACID properties in order to ensure data integrity despite concurrent user accesses (concurrency control) for banks, you will pull the face like Pamela Anderson asked you for Teerth Yatra  .
  • You will pull out your fake accent when the Technology leads calls you and say “Hi this is Ankit, glad to be talking to you Narayan” mentally picturing a dark, dumb, merely an engineer with bad ‘communication skills’.  Further you will try to dazzle him with how you calculated the Security Market Line, Treynor ratio and Alpha in your MBA and then go mute when he asks if you have worked in a JAVA environment or you do know how to migrate objects in SAP using BAP or IDOCs.

Now that I have written I think I am already going into depression. I need a drink, or a girl, or at least a project.