recession time :(

Recession period guys!!!
It’s just amazing about how I spend 9 hours in the office these days.
My mornings are no different these days... at home I still pretend that I’m as busy as I used to be. Have a quick shower and make sure I’m in office by 9:30, making my way through the traffic on Infantry Road (phew!!) and M.G. Road.
My terminal is on the second floor… so I puff and pant and pull myself (well, don’t wonder- we don’t have a lift yet) to my floor which is generally devoid of any human trace till about 10:15. At a snail’s pace, the floor starts filling up…7 of us fill our floor. Most of the chairs on our floor have never had anyone sitting on them. The lower and the upper floors have people heaving for space and breath though.
10:30a.m- waiting for the beverage which the guy labels coffee. Actually I just look out for a break even when I’m not doing anything (can’t beat that, can anyone?). We kill the next half an hour with all the talks on the most inconsequential topics, which possibly can surface. All the possible websites are visited after that. I can see people playing computer games, a few others staring at the computer screen-zooming in and out (on the same drawing that has been open from the last one week, without any addition of lines or whatsoever), and most of the times-it’s a right click and a “refresh” command.
The most exciting time starts at 1:00 p.m... Yes… lunch time!! Precisely at 1’o clock, monitors are switched off (not that it was different earlier), lunch packets are picked up… and suddenly everyone becomes visible around the lunch table. So much is the hustle and bustle about what each persons’ food packet contains, all of us are only interested in snatching the others persons foodstuff. “The grass is always green on the other side” they say.
A situation of an absolute interlocking of hands.
A walk after lunch for a tender coconut (like as if whatever we ate, wasn’t going to be enough!) is accompanied by all the yakking without sparing anyone on the street.
We slaughter time for the next 2 hours till the chap with the coffee or tea revisits all of us, and sees that we have been carrying the same lifeless expression of sagging eyebrows and drowsy eyes through the day. He greets all of us with the most sparkling smile… and in return he is greeted with a very grave look on each of our faces, few of them who have just woken up from a siesta or a few lucky ones who have some work on their hands-anyways.. . The expression remains steady though.
5:30p.m… its time for the hotels to make some modest gain from us. Our office is located on one of the most eventful locations in the city, the M.G.Road which is a home to some of the finest tea and coffee shops. 6:00p.m is the time to return to office only to kill the next half an hour, somehow, someway or the other, only to shut the systems down and return home unless other plans are on the cards… such are the maddening times going on… wonder when all this is going to end.
Well now, one must be able to guess about how jobless I am, considering I wrote this during my “office” hours. Recession is driving me mad!!!