Wednesday, September 09, 2009

The days of induction

So its induction day three..
no need to add i guess, that we've been yawning constantly.
Another organisation ...another induction. Me and Shweta are trying our best to keep our eyes open when the lady in the front declares that we are supposed to move to another building for two days for "corporate culture and soft skills training "
"What????????????"(Now,this come out unanimous. Thirty people shouting "what " does make an impact.)
or does it?
"We don't need it. All of us are laterals."
"I am sorry, you have to attend it."she replies.
Yeah! as if last two days weren't torture enough ... some lady made us fill out a gazillion forms and another showed us videos of mission and vision of the org where the ceo kept getting "ulta".
So we move to another buliding. A huge auditorium brings out just one emotion... would the chairs be comfy? would i be able to sleep?
Enter the trainer. Guys groan.Not what they expected from a soft skills trainer. C'mon...aren't they recruited based on how good they look?
She teaches some basics of language and gives a break.
A punjabi guy walks up to the whiteboard and writes in gurmukhi with a permanent marker
daddu aggey tub.tub aggey daddua.bagga daddu khu tappe
"what does that mean" we shout
it means.. frog in front of tub...tub in front of huge frog..naughty frog jumps over the well
"What ?"
"exxaclty"
Another guy writes the same in urdu
swami ,the shy-guy of the batch...writes the same in tamil
While we all laugh...the trainer comes back.Looking at the board,she goes all red
"What the hell have you guys done? This is a permanent marker.This board room is for senior management .Oh my! what shall I do?"She wails.
"Whosoever did this ...will have to come on the stage and dance"She says.
Before she can even complete...the punjabi,Swami and the urdu guy have already jumped on the stage ...another guy has connected his ipod to the speaker and "soni de nakhre sone lag de " strikes through the air..couple of sardars and a girl joins them as well..the trainer has to manually hurl them back to the seats.
"I guess you guys want some fun "she says" lets all play chinese whisper"
The sentence that she gives is " winnie told jonnie that he will kill his brother at the ampitheater tonite"
By the time it ends, team A has converted the sentence to "winnie told warner brothers that he would kill them tonite"
and Team B " winnie told jinnie that he would kill him tonite"
The defaulters are again the punjabi and swami ... and before they are told ... they jump on the stage to dance again.
The trainer just wrings her hands ...

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