How Cheap!

As I had written in the earlier post, the office had handed me a German jersey. Well, it wasn't exactly an original official one, but one bought on the cheap from the street-side. Of course, that gives me no reason to complain. After all, they did let me keep it, even though it was not a part of my salary.

So then, I go to work the other day, 2 weeks after the day I received the jersey. And I was wearing it to work. As I was having breakfast, the moron who has been assigned production duties for our football bits comes up to me and stands around gawking. When I asked him if there was something he wanted, he said they needed the jersey back! I said I wasn't particularly keen on being bare-top in office and then asked why it was needed back. Turns out they needed it for another shoot that was happening in the Delhi office.

So they had gone around, collecting all the 8 t-shirts they had handed out. Based on personal ideas of principle, I refused. And based on personal ideas of prudence, I put it down to the t-shirt in question being involved an accident involving a bit of fire. Someone thought my reason sounded a bit fishy (hardly surprising, given the fact that I was wearing the very same garment on my person), so I had to explain how small accidents involving fire are not exactly uncommon in the process of getting stoned.

Of course, I put this down on official email. I guess that it being written word and all, on office mail to boot, counted as enough evidence of the sad accident which would now lead them to spend another huge amount of Rs 150 on buying another street side t-shirt. Fucking idiots would have probably spent as much on sending the t-shirt from here to Delhi in the first place.