it's been 9 months since i joined the new office. my first few months were kinda lonely there, and the few attempts I tried at making "frandsheep" failed quite tragically.
still, my nervous attempts at being sociable and the general niceness of my office-folk ensured it wasn't a permanent situation, and i'm now quite well-settled. not like the previous place, where well over a 100 people knew me personally (yeah, 5 years is a *long* time!), but it feels like i have some real friends here, and that's what matters.
anyway, what's friends like without a few shenanigans? since we mostly hang out over (and after) lunch, the stories are mostly food related.
like this one day, when i refused to share my gulab jamun dessert. and coincidentally the veggie was something with baby potatoes.
after one slightly sweet spoonful of veggies, i realized what my friends had done: swapped the gulab jamun with a baby potato. lucky for me, i swapped them back... no damage done.
But then, the day came for revenge.
The friend who did the swap was poised with his dessert in his hand. don't remember what it was, but it was something dry and sweet.
and he was engaged in conversation, looking at whoever was sitting to one side... while i, from the other side, liberally sprinkled it with salt from the shaker.
The expression on his face after that first bite was priceless.
ps: typed in a bandra-fast from borivli, while sipping on my party pack of monk and coke. funfun!
pps: title dedicated to nickolai, who is the only person i know who uses the word "shenanigans" :)