It is the conversation between aunties that is the most funny and amazingly astonishing. Recently one of my cousins went onsite, and i being the scape goat , who still \’had\’ to be in India, was the butt of all discussions.
aunty1 : \”foreign ge yaavaga ivnu hogodu ?\” (when is he going onsite ?)
aunty2 : \”gothilla, innenu swalpa divsdalley hogthaaneno\” (He might go in some days !)
aunty1 : \”hmmm…they say only brilliants (sick) are sent onsite\”
aunty2 : \”that\’s true !\”
I was being murdered inch by inch, neat and clean. My reputation in tatters.
This is even bearable, but get this, if a techie manages to stumble on an onsite travel but is cancelled on that last millisecond, then his future is doomed, for aunties will have a field day disecting him and nailing him for not working well at the office. I have been most unfortunate in this case, so much so that if i had got a call to abort the travel 2 seconds later than what i got, i might have had to jump off the plane mid-air.
Aunties started flowing in from early evening that day, some trying to stay oblivious of the situation, some trying hard to keep a straight face, and a few more giving their own versions of my story, which by the way i never told anyone !…well one aunty even had the nerve to ask me \”did you have a fight with your manager ?\”..well i was kind enough to say \”no aunty, project got scrapped \”, only to realize that the aunty had no idea what a project meant, and instead pressed me to agree that i had indeed done some mistake…finally she let me go when i blurted out \”my manager had a fight with the airlines\”….well that was enough for me to roll over on the floor and laugh at her, despite the \’humiliation\’ of not going onsite.
Uncles are not far off, and are ever more eager to learn \’computers\’. One uncle was particularly curious to know as to why we guys were paid for playing computer games !…apparantely he was of this view after he had seen his 9 year old son only playing games on his newly bought computer. I knew better than to explain, so i told him that it was because if we won, the company would get money. uncle\’s spirits rose, and in all probability he would have gone home and pestered his innoncent 9 year old son to teach him to play games in the hopes of joining a IT company in future !
Uncles are a little more \”knowledgeable\” though. One uncle came to me one day, when i made the suicidal mistake of attending a social gathering full of aunties and uncles, and asked me as to which company i worked for, and i answered him hoping he would stop there. however, uncle had no such intention and carried on \” yaav language ?\”…though stunned, i replied back \”c sharp uncle\” …uncle\’s face glowed and then he said \” nun maga Java , c# bidhoithanthey!\” (My son works on JAVA, C sharp has long fallen from grace) ..In most uncles view, languages are like company shares, the value of which keeps fluctuating on an hourly basis.
Though salary is something of a sensitive issue, uncles don\’t give didly-squat about that and continue questioning the techie on the same. I was ripped apart when i told my uncle that my gross was 25k, to which my uncle in suspended euphoria exclaimed that his son earned 2.5 lakh per month at onsite. Having no room to argue, i kept mum, when my uncle went off again \”why dont u ask your manager for a raise\”…. I told him i would consider his advise and ask,though my manager was bit of a dragon, unlike my uncle\’s son\’s manger, who was a saint just short of a halo!
Even more weird is the funny way in which people take those mails managers send to tec! hies and their team, as to the good work being done. one of my cousins who recently joined my company got such a mail from his manager, and he thought it was a good idea to take a print out and show it to his father, a folly he still regrets to this day. My uncle not only read the copy, but made a hundred photocopies and distributed it as pamplets to his near and dear ones. My dad got one too, and i had to field some intense questioning at home, since i had not managed to get one such letter even once ! i had even gone to the extent of thinking about printing one on my own just to escape the \’humiliation\’.
While it\’s often funny to listen to the weird misconceptions people have about IT, it gets irritating if it goes too far. It would be a boring place without the aunties and the uncles, but it would be a wonderful place, if they knew better than to draw conclusions about one\’s work, of which they know so less about!