wen i stay awake at this hour in front of the comp wen everyone's asleep... it isn't strange wen call center days come to my mind..
waiting for the cab, getting into chatter with ur friends in the cab.. long drives along the ring road to office.. i was popular for my nap form the time i boarded the cab till i reached office... no matter how loud the music in the cab was, how loud the kannadigas laughed and argued inside,
no matter how sharp the turns wer and how sudden the brakes wer... i used to sleep peacefully til the cab reached the gate of the B2K campus.. ur cabmates wer someone u wer close to coz they always build a relation within the time u reached ur office and back home.. topics varied from the stupid qyuestions of customers to graffity mails received on the day, from songs in the FM to the gossips in the office (yup u guessed it right. there are gals in the cab). Sometimes the kannadiga drivers try to impress you by talking in english.. and u know how all the words end."sir....thisu sunday u comingu to officu?" some wer really talented when ti came to driving.. you would find yourselves in cab drives along the ring road.. you could have glimpses of trailors and other vehicles like a flash behind.. some ladies used to pray all the Gods they know before entering the cab.. some (gals again) send complaint mails..SIR..DRIVER RASH DRIVING.. TOOO FAST..
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