Friday, March 10, 2006

The 'anti-management, pro-techie' serpant in me is raising its head, who ever said serpant is a bad omen. If I had the power to create a corporate world from scratch, I'd create corporations with a completely distributed power and responsibility model, avoiding the huge over-head of the 'managerial' class which somehow has got this notion that, herding people is the toughest job to do and deserves the highest salaries.


How do you justify the following:
1. A guy working on mpp for 2 hrs in a day, talking to people for 2 hours, surfing net for the remaining 2 hours ( of the six hours he is in office ), gets paid almost twice the salary of the guy who writes code for 8 hours.
2. A guy having absolutely no knowledge of the technology or complexity feels he is completely qualified to judge the time required to complete a task.
3. A guy feels that, by making false promises and junk appreciations to sub-ordinates, he has added huge value to the system.


Thankfully, none of the above happens in my organization. But, then, reason for the outburst: A communication mess-up at higher level has ended up in me getting delayed to setup my team for almost a week ;-(

Sunday, March 05, 2006

Long since I posted. Have turned into a 'real' lazy bum, glued on to the idiot box, whenever I am not at office. Got to take some serious action to get out of my laziness.

Work's fun as usual. Kinda' slow at present though. Expecting it to turn nice and hectic in a week or so. Spending lots of time interviewing for my company, though. The new project am in, seems to involve lots of Java based server side technologies. Though I've never been the kind of person, who values 'knowledge about technology' greatly, I'm looking forward for this experience, to get expertise into these J*** stuff I wanted to learn.

Had been to Chennai a couple of weeks back for hiring interns from IIT-M and Anna. This time we went on-campus to our college. It was a nice feeling to be in the campus conducting tests and interviews. Brought back memories of my final year; those beautiful times, when I was on the other side of the table. Had been to Chennai a week before that, as well, to attend the marriage of one my 'oldest' friends. ( the 'oldest' does not refer to the age of my friend ). Met many of my school-mates there. Everyone looked almost the same as what they were, in school. I felt like I was the only one, who's looking way different than what I was. Got to work on that as well ;-(