So we had this BIG spring training week at work, where all the big guns from all over the country flew into Scottsdale. Yesterday, there was a party/ dinner where a lot of my colleagues got a little tipsy. This friend of mine was getting to 'know' this account manager when another manager butted in and did the whole 'I am a manager too' charade. Anyway, from the description and the pictures, it seemed like a real fun night.
I have seen a lot of movies where the title seems to have no relevance as such to the story. Movie names like 'Million Dollar Baby' did not make too much sense to me (shallow mind, i guess)...another concept I never understood was the need for taglines. For example...Ocean's Twelve (Twelve is the new Eleven)...no wonder kids find it tough to count.
I like movie names that are to the point...like 'My Cousin Vinny' (A comedy of trial and error)...funny and yet so related to the movie. Another example is the cult favorite Gunda ; a movie that has entertained its followers with the in-the-face drama, very colorful characters and mindblowing violence.
If you are wondering the reason for the blog title (Missed call), i was awakened from my stupor by a stupid call in the morning (5 AM), from some weirdo who spoke something in spanish and got a reply from me in tamil...tit for tat.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
You are the Bomb!
After some guilt pangs, finally decided that its time to bring my MBA hopes back on track. Scheduled my GMAT date, bought a ton of books and finally started studying. Yay!!!
Now its all uphill (or downhill, depending on how I look at it)...got to get back to the 'studying' mode. The years since school have taken toll on my grammar (thankfully, i still spell that right)...
Two friends of mine got really good scores and applied to some schools this year...they haven't heard back from them as yet. And all our profiles would be pretty similar.
Indian male, IT professional, yada yada... and my extracurriculars suck, to say the least. Going to have a tough time to make my profile stand out.
I am targetting schools that have a strong finance background and good diversity. I lived at Connecticut for a year and was VERY enamoured and impressed by NYU Stern. Stern will definitely be my dream school. Another school I will be targetting would be Ross (Ann Arbor). An uncle of mine got his degree from Ross and he has had only good things to say about the school.
Right now, I am having a tough time balancing my work-life and life after work. We are trying to sell the offshoring concept to the company we are working at and are meeting with stiff resistance. Every day brings in a new challenge, a new form of resistance and a LOT of excitement. Yeaa, this will play a big role in my essays...
Now its all uphill (or downhill, depending on how I look at it)...got to get back to the 'studying' mode. The years since school have taken toll on my grammar (thankfully, i still spell that right)...
Two friends of mine got really good scores and applied to some schools this year...they haven't heard back from them as yet. And all our profiles would be pretty similar.
Indian male, IT professional, yada yada... and my extracurriculars suck, to say the least. Going to have a tough time to make my profile stand out.
I am targetting schools that have a strong finance background and good diversity. I lived at Connecticut for a year and was VERY enamoured and impressed by NYU Stern. Stern will definitely be my dream school. Another school I will be targetting would be Ross (Ann Arbor). An uncle of mine got his degree from Ross and he has had only good things to say about the school.
Right now, I am having a tough time balancing my work-life and life after work. We are trying to sell the offshoring concept to the company we are working at and are meeting with stiff resistance. Every day brings in a new challenge, a new form of resistance and a LOT of excitement. Yeaa, this will play a big role in my essays...
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
A few of my favorite things...
Ah... dilemma, dilemma....here goes my best list for 2007...
Best Movie...
Pursuit of Happyness -
Phew!
Oh, that sound was the collective sigh of relief from the 5 of us in the bleak theater at Middletown, CT. We were the only dumbasses who dared to go and watch Will Smith flounder, cry, then cry and cry. So here is a guy who sells some wacko scanners (he can also repair them if needed!) that no one wants to buy, he has a NAGGING wife (why didn't he slap her hard??) and his life sucks. Then the movie just keeps getting sadder and sadder...there was a point when I wondered if things could go worse. And Hallelujah, my prayers were answered! His wife leaves him (wise woman)...who would want to put up with a cry-baby husband and a baby who kept mis-spelling 'happiness'?
Person of the year...
I had a tough time choosing between Lindsay Lohan, Kim Kar-wotever, Britney Spears and my eternal fave...Paris Hilton. So, all of them made really entertaining, dark videos last year...automatically qualifies them as mascots for Lollypop, Gillette, National Geographic and then the Olympics (hey, these ladies are darn flexible - Suresh Kalmadi, you now know the recipe for our ladies to get those gymnastics medals).
Anyway, coming to the point...my vote goes to Britney.
Achievement list -
1. No more bald eagle...we now have Bald Britney, a species hunted to near-extinction. No more national parks, need more rehab centers!
2. Mother of the year...no comments.
3. Shave of the year. Did I mention I was not talking about the head?
4. Well Mr.Bush, here is one lady keeping the economy alive and kicking. Those rehabs don't come cheap, the drugs are state-of-the-art and then should I even mention the alimonies? So she skimps a little by not wearing underwear...so effing what?
Best Movie...
Pursuit of Happyness -
Phew!
Oh, that sound was the collective sigh of relief from the 5 of us in the bleak theater at Middletown, CT. We were the only dumbasses who dared to go and watch Will Smith flounder, cry, then cry and cry. So here is a guy who sells some wacko scanners (he can also repair them if needed!) that no one wants to buy, he has a NAGGING wife (why didn't he slap her hard??) and his life sucks. Then the movie just keeps getting sadder and sadder...there was a point when I wondered if things could go worse. And Hallelujah, my prayers were answered! His wife leaves him (wise woman)...who would want to put up with a cry-baby husband and a baby who kept mis-spelling 'happiness'?
Person of the year...
I had a tough time choosing between Lindsay Lohan, Kim Kar-wotever, Britney Spears and my eternal fave...Paris Hilton. So, all of them made really entertaining, dark videos last year...automatically qualifies them as mascots for Lollypop, Gillette, National Geographic and then the Olympics (hey, these ladies are darn flexible - Suresh Kalmadi, you now know the recipe for our ladies to get those gymnastics medals).
Anyway, coming to the point...my vote goes to Britney.
Achievement list -
1. No more bald eagle...we now have Bald Britney, a species hunted to near-extinction. No more national parks, need more rehab centers!
2. Mother of the year...no comments.
3. Shave of the year. Did I mention I was not talking about the head?
4. Well Mr.Bush, here is one lady keeping the economy alive and kicking. Those rehabs don't come cheap, the drugs are state-of-the-art and then should I even mention the alimonies? So she skimps a little by not wearing underwear...so effing what?
Jinxed
Everytime I have attempted to put my crappy/ inane/ sidey thoughts in a blog - I have been a dismal failure. I'm tired of coming up with catchy names (to attract my swarm of fans?) and have finally settled on 'Bombay Express'. I did some soul-searching (oh, a very short one) to come up with names, ranging from some words lifted from a Floyd song (hey, if anu malik can do that, so can I!) to the morbid ones. Why 'Bombay Express'? 'Cos I am from Bombay, duh...express, donno...
Ok, so I do this carpool thing, me being the honored chauffeur, driver and cleaner...and I drive my bunch of desis to work...This gora colleague of mine spotted my car one day and all he could see was a bunch of Indian heads....and he christened me 'Bombay Express'.
Ok, so I do this carpool thing, me being the honored chauffeur, driver and cleaner...and I drive my bunch of desis to work...This gora colleague of mine spotted my car one day and all he could see was a bunch of Indian heads....and he christened me 'Bombay Express'.
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