saala....aaj blog karke hi rahunga
For many days I havent been blogging. Many days bole to over a week. Considering the fact that i was posting almost a post everyday it is a long time. But then had consciously taken that decision initially. N then dear dear lethargy crept in. But then I just realized that I have people reading my posts. Yeeeessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.
Ab dekhta hoon nikamme anurag dutta tu kaise nahi likhta hai blog
Ok. So the first thing is what to write. I would like to mention how i decide on topics for my posts. In lectures, whenever i come across some interesting points (I havent slept in even one lecture over the last two weeks...muwahahahahahahaha), or when i start thinking of what i think, why i think, what i think i should think, what i think i should not think, is thinking good, is thinking bad.....I think whatever small occasional readership I have would disappers afer this post. lekin mai likhunga.....ganga mausi....aaj mai likhunga
But then I do have many things to write about. Really. God promise :o)
This post I will write about .....(let me check the topics I had jotted down in my various notebooks :o) ).....I went to my HR notebook, so will write about something told in class. I found it pretty interesting.
We were being taught about discipline needs in the organization; various ways to ensure discipline, standing orders (please do remember that i invariably exagerrate a lot in my blogs, so whatever i say take it with a pinch of salt..even this statement :o)) etc.
Then the prof told us about the amount of discipline demanded of 18th century bank employees in britain. There there whole code of conduct had to radiate humility and trustworthiness because people had to beleive them to place their money n wealth in their hands.
So the bank employees were required to go to church every sunday. Now its like telling someone like me again n again, go to the temple, take a bath (actually i do take a bath everyday) etc. But then here, to ENSURE that they did go to the temple, their managers (oh yeah..managers have been present on the face of this planet since the beginning of time itself :o)) "quizzed" them on the preachings of the previous day for an hour :o)
About the ladies, they have to be moestly dressed (I dont know how someone could be dressed immodestly in 18th century england...at least from wat i have seen in movies i cant think how), display the most humble and noble code of conduct. If they decide to see a guy, he has to be of humble and decent descendents, and also any courtship has to be approved by the manager of the bank.
Also if the guy and the girl are to meet, it has to be under the auspicies of the manager's wife (I am not sure if this is everytime they meet or not, but wat the hell, u r talking to the girl or guy u like/love, and u have an uptight lady with a strange umbrella and even stranger hat watching n listening to everything u r say....i remember sarfarosh when aamir khan was trying to propose to sonali bendre in the bus stand and there was this sardar, looking totally lost, but staring at them from an arm's length distance, and as aamir khan and sonali bendre were speaking, he was moving his head as if he is watching a tennis match :o))
Coming back to the guys. If they have to reply to the call of mother nature, they have to go beyond the third boundary of the bank ( i guess that means far far away...this was a term used in class n i have been too lazy to look it up), and releive himself somewhere where is not disturbing or seen by even the cows :o) These things have to be done discreetly (again remember a forward which came when i was working. It was how management can minimize time wastage by employees in the loo. By warning them that if u r not out in 3 minutes, the door is gonna open automatically, and a photo is gonna be taken and send across the organization thru email :o) ......ha hahhahahahahahaha....u didnt find that funny????!!!!!! I did :o))
So that was how 18th century British Banking used to work :o)
Again I add as disclaimer, these are things i have heard in class and take no responsibility or attribute no responsibility either, for the authenticity of these statements :o)
That was my comeback post. Now i will keep coming back.
Hasta la vista.....baby :o)
Ab dekhta hoon nikamme anurag dutta tu kaise nahi likhta hai blog
Ok. So the first thing is what to write. I would like to mention how i decide on topics for my posts. In lectures, whenever i come across some interesting points (I havent slept in even one lecture over the last two weeks...muwahahahahahahaha), or when i start thinking of what i think, why i think, what i think i should think, what i think i should not think, is thinking good, is thinking bad.....I think whatever small occasional readership I have would disappers afer this post. lekin mai likhunga.....ganga mausi....aaj mai likhunga
But then I do have many things to write about. Really. God promise :o)
This post I will write about .....(let me check the topics I had jotted down in my various notebooks :o) ).....I went to my HR notebook, so will write about something told in class. I found it pretty interesting.
We were being taught about discipline needs in the organization; various ways to ensure discipline, standing orders (please do remember that i invariably exagerrate a lot in my blogs, so whatever i say take it with a pinch of salt..even this statement :o)) etc.
Then the prof told us about the amount of discipline demanded of 18th century bank employees in britain. There there whole code of conduct had to radiate humility and trustworthiness because people had to beleive them to place their money n wealth in their hands.
So the bank employees were required to go to church every sunday. Now its like telling someone like me again n again, go to the temple, take a bath (actually i do take a bath everyday) etc. But then here, to ENSURE that they did go to the temple, their managers (oh yeah..managers have been present on the face of this planet since the beginning of time itself :o)) "quizzed" them on the preachings of the previous day for an hour :o)
About the ladies, they have to be moestly dressed (I dont know how someone could be dressed immodestly in 18th century england...at least from wat i have seen in movies i cant think how), display the most humble and noble code of conduct. If they decide to see a guy, he has to be of humble and decent descendents, and also any courtship has to be approved by the manager of the bank.
Also if the guy and the girl are to meet, it has to be under the auspicies of the manager's wife (I am not sure if this is everytime they meet or not, but wat the hell, u r talking to the girl or guy u like/love, and u have an uptight lady with a strange umbrella and even stranger hat watching n listening to everything u r say....i remember sarfarosh when aamir khan was trying to propose to sonali bendre in the bus stand and there was this sardar, looking totally lost, but staring at them from an arm's length distance, and as aamir khan and sonali bendre were speaking, he was moving his head as if he is watching a tennis match :o))
Coming back to the guys. If they have to reply to the call of mother nature, they have to go beyond the third boundary of the bank ( i guess that means far far away...this was a term used in class n i have been too lazy to look it up), and releive himself somewhere where is not disturbing or seen by even the cows :o) These things have to be done discreetly (again remember a forward which came when i was working. It was how management can minimize time wastage by employees in the loo. By warning them that if u r not out in 3 minutes, the door is gonna open automatically, and a photo is gonna be taken and send across the organization thru email :o) ......ha hahhahahahahahaha....u didnt find that funny????!!!!!! I did :o))
So that was how 18th century British Banking used to work :o)
Again I add as disclaimer, these are things i have heard in class and take no responsibility or attribute no responsibility either, for the authenticity of these statements :o)
That was my comeback post. Now i will keep coming back.
Hasta la vista.....baby :o)
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posted by Anurag at
7:13 PM
3 Comments:
Interesting post :)
Oh Gawd ..but this is so pathetic..having to say intimate things to your lover in front of a judgemental lady :) ..Me thinking there sure must have been quite a few secret rendevouz points ;) And what if they are within the bank, and what if we can use it to loot those banks (lol..I went too far :) )
Nice to know this
And bout being quizzed about the sermon, I would miserably fail!!
It all sounds so superficial, just because you go to church doesnt imply you tend to be a good person. So many religious wars itself speak completely against it. But anyway religion has always been a very convenient facade and will continue to be. (Remember that song...aap andar se kuch aur, bahar se kuch aur, nazar aate hai ;) bakhuda, shakl se toh chor nazar aate hai)
religion...according to me...is faith.....nothing more.....nothing less.....n yes....totally agree with the fact that it has increasingly become a facade for so many
bout the bank.....remember this movie gentleman.....where chiranjeevi loots a bank because his brother cant crack medical :o) :o)
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