space fight

Sometimes I wonder how petty we can get. When we shifted into the new office, in about a fortnight a horrific grapevine set the floor abuzz. It seemed some senior manager was quite sore about the cabin he got. He didn’t like it. He looked around other cabins and realized that … horror of horrors, Oh my god, his cabin was smaller than his mere mortal neighbor whom he allegedly outranked. He threw a fit. He screamed and shouted around and said that dam it, his cabin looks smaller. He then … yes… he did it… he got the human resource flunky to come in with a measuring tape and measure the length of the cabin. It was smaller. Now I don’t know how smaller is smaller, but I have seen the two cabins and let me tell you, I think they look the same. So he threw a fit again screamed a bit, then a bit more and brought the whole floor down. He is still sitting there though so I really don’t know who benefited from all this. He probably lost a bit in the process.

I guess a lot of us corporate junkies eye every little perk in the business including cabin sizes. There aren’t too many people who can say that they are detached from it all. But knowing that this office is a temporary place from where we should be shifting a year from now, what’s the big deal. The reverse will be told to you. You better scream now or you will never be heard. Next time they would be wary of messing with you on anything. Well I don’t know. There is some truth in the argument but I guess each one will have to choose his fight. I for one don’t want to fight on cabin space. I hate cabins to start with. Give me salary, designations and real perks then I am game for a fight. A few mm of space? Go on take mine….there are multiple barriers in my mind before I would pick the cabin space fight… To start – I need to realize that his is bigger than mine (the cabin space you nitwit). Then I need to see a fault with it. then I must feel no shame to make it a big issue, then I must feel the need to trouble someone with the measuring tape and then I must feel the need to shout about it to all who would care to listen. I think there are too many barriers to this.

To all those who care to listen… if I were to ever behave like this… do me a favor and shoot me... noooo…not with a gun. You are a real nitwit you know that. You should just shoot me with a handy cam. Play it back to me and I would die of embarrassment. This was you wouldn’t be guilty of culpable homicide not amounting to murder.