For the last few weeks I have been looking out for internal job openings within the company I work for. I am looking for a job with a title that says anything but an analyst. After 4 years of being an analyst, I have given up on trying to explain to people what an analyst does or more preciously what I do.
At this point I would like to state that rumours spread by people like Boston that all I do for a living is to go to office 3 days a week, pretend to work for 5 hours, get drunk by lunch and write blogs. This is unfounded and completely untrue. Boston is just jealous that he can not work at my efficiency levels.
Anyway, trying to explain what I do for a living is just as hard as it was trying to explain a shop keeper close to our house in Madurai why I went to study in Pilani.
Shop-keeper: So, I heard you have got into college. Where do you study now?
Me: Pilani
Shop-keeper: Oh Palani
Me: No, Pilani is in Rajasthan
Shop-keeper: That is a long way from here. Why? Didn't you have enough marks to get admission in one of the colleges in Madurai?
For the next 15 minutes I tried to explain to him that only kids who unexpectedly and accidentally score exceptionally high marks in the final school exams get to go to that far-off college. But he was convinced I could not get an admission in one of the local colleges.
Shop-keeper: So what do you study?
Me: M.Sc
Shop-keeper: So you couldn't even get engineering?
To cut the long story short, trying to explain my analyst role has only resulted in several agonising and confidence denting incidents.
And as I look out for openings, as a precaution, I have made a mental note not to go for jobs with female managers. Imagine the manager calling for a meeting with me and I say 'Should we get a room?'
2 comments:
nan solvadhellam unmai, unmaiyai thavira verondrum illai!
I did not expect the shopkeeper to be this brilliant...he knows the fact....Just Kidding!!!!!!
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