Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Friends

I have a friend at work. Let me rephrase it. I had a friend – work. We were getting along just fine when I started. It was a lot of fun spending time with him (shall I call him “him”). Apart from work, I had  a couple more friends namely exercise and sport. After some time, work introduced me to a kid called Stress. He said, Stress in small doses is good (no pun intended). I was okay. Once when I was about to meet work, I called Stress and said, “buddy, do you want to come along”. Stress was happy to tag along. He was still in his nappies so I had to drive him along, but he helped me in my interactions with work. We had a lot of fun together. Stress didn’t have a lot of money though. I had to feed him. I was more than happy to do it, because he was a friend. Unfortunately though he had a liking for junk food and over time, he grew big.

Think of this as a small whatsapp group. Initially I was the admin. Once Stress grew, he asked for Admin privileges, and like a fool I gave him. After some point in time, I was stripped off the Admin rights. Suddenly, I see that Stress has called in couple of his own friends to the group. Anxiety and depression. I could see that Exercise and Sport didn’t like the new entrants and they didn’t like the new transformed Stress as well. They slowly started deserting me. If I called them, they wont even pick up my calls and one day, they left the group. I am still wondering if they left on their own or Stress made them to.

Anyways, work, Stress, Anxiety and Depression are in my group now and except me, everyone else is enjoying each other’s company. Everyday, they are bringing in new friends and have a party at my expense. The other day, Stress asked if he can add a couple of new friends - smoking and drinking to the group. I have asked him to hold off for now. I may include them later. What do you say?

The data pack still comes from me to feed all of them. If you find Sport and Exercise, can you please let them know that I miss them?

Friday, September 30, 2016

wifeisms


  • I usually have the last word in any argument with my wife - #sorry
  • we all have done something in the past which we are not very proud of. my wife asked me to name one. I told "getting married". from that moment on, this became one of the moments I was not particularly proud of #sigh