Life is all about making decisions....
Co-Operate life demands that a lot....
Life of a normal fresher!! :)
Here we are discussing about the technical guys or the guys who got selected through campus.
I was from non IT background that I have no idea about all the computer languages and all...I was good in my chemical engineering knowledge...but once I learned that...it’s going to be of no use in my life...as I am selecting an IT profession...what was there in my mind...a job was more important for me....
So I decided to take up a software profession...
Once I joined...These glasses building seemed to be like dream....as I have seen this thing only in movies or advertisements.
Once the training started it was good all of us including me started to enjoy session....
I who don’t had any idea that I have the capability to replace H2O and H2SO4 with .Net and C#.
But it happened....I started to enjoy .Net as I was in the .Net batch...
Everyone did their best...and we all stayed back in the office till 12.00 nights and even after that to complete the work and to make it perfect to earn the ticket to be software professional as we all were trainees... :)
At last after tedious training hours and two interviews both HR and technical....
We all were given the tag...yes...our company tag with which we could swipe the doors open...
All these seemed to be something so hi fi as far as a girl from an average family is considered.
Now it’s time that each of the trainees has to search for projects. It’s not like someone would take up the responsibility to put you in some project.
Those who have their brothers, sisters, fathers, and mothers in short god fathers in the company got into project...what about others...Those who were technically so sound also got into some project research groups...what about others...????
I fell into that category for sure.
They called up all the new fresher’s and told them there is great opportunity for non-technical things...
And there by ½ of the .net trained people were selected to go to non-technical sections in the company...Those who said no to them where cross trained...but that also was a good option because we have only .Net knowledge not .Net work experience.
When I explained this much...you could now guess where I was. Yes I was into a non-technical team, Shared services.
When I narrate my experience there...it includes good and bad things...
I was into an account where I have to work with 5 Project Managers. It sounds na...but it was not so good... : P.
My First Day in Co-Operate:
The first task that was given to me was to talk to all the 300 people in that account and collect the details of the software they are using. I can’t talk in phone or mail them I have to go to each person’s seat and ask them about it. To be truthful it was quiet challenging.....physically and mentally. To walk through the whole bay and ask each of them what software is installed in each system....doesn’t it sound stupid....?then I thought about the job of the salesmen who have to go to each home and ask whether they could take up the product.
I consoled my little heart and started from one side of that big glass bay and it was about 10.00 am.
Reactions of so called collegues:
Some behaved as if some beggar is at their seat and disturbing them and gave ugly look.
Some guys didn’t have that much expression may be because I was an unmarried girl at that time.
Some said they can’t give the information now and gave a look as if they will kill me.
Time was 2 ‘o clock now. It’s time to have lunch.
By then I have covered half the bay, met almost 150 people and their different ranges of looks, and documented the software details.
Half more part of the bay is left. Various emotions were running through my mind...and flooding me...
My little heart was aching little bit and had some tears at the corner of my eyes.
After lunch I continued to walk around the next part of the bay and patiently went to each person’s seat.
Now I was little comfortable and had found tactics to overcome the personal hurt feelings that I have to face.
I enquired everyone boldly and not all listening to the range of expressions on their face...yes...that range of expression shop was closed.
By evening 7.30 I finished talking to 300 people and documented everything and send it to the managers.
By 8.30 I left the office. Since I was single and a hostelite, so I had no problem coming early or going late.
There is an authority or group of people who allocates the employees in the company.
They informed me that I have to work in this team for 3 months and afterward I could move to some technical project.
Days passed on .I continued doing my work, even though the ugly looks teasing where there as add-on.
I started getting appreciation for the work I was doing and a PM helped me a lot to develop a structure for my work. I was happy for that. But when I think about that work, “To go to each person’s seat and checking whether there is software in it, whether they know to use the account site”. Sometimes that made me feels sick, even though I was used to it. All other batch mates who were in the technical background teased me...when they see me for some get together. But I didn’t care in front of them and had anxiety to know how our team mates are using the .Net knowledge.
The authority the group gave the information that I will be that account for 3 months .By 3rd month they send me mail that it is extended to 3 more months. Almost all the others who got into non-technical had the same experience. I was thinking what is happening here?
Still I had no complaints and I became friendly with all the PMs .But still I felt jealous on others who were working as a team and all. For me that was not there as an option.
After 3 more months we (means all who joined from technical background to shared services) talked to Team Lead that we want to move to technical. Of 15 who joined the shared services team 13 said they want to move out. I also said I want to move out. There I have to take a decision, to be in technical or non technical. I decided I want to be in technical, I want to utilize the .Net skills that I had. Yes have to work in a client side project.
New Team:That day has arrived and I joined the technical development team to do .Net development .What was waiting for me there?
The team had 3 guys, 2 ladies and three freshers including me.
Let me explain about each of them 2 guys were so nice guys, both of them were laterals. They helped us when we needed any help.3rd guy was also oaky.
There were 2 ladies, one lady was oaky and other was the most horrible person I could ever meet in my life.
And very unfortunately my mentor was that “horrible lady”
She was asked to teach me about the project and .Net details that are required for the project.
I tried to friendly to her as if I used to talk to my PMs in other account. But she gave me nasty look as if I have stolen something from her home last night. Then I talked to her with great respect as if she is my principal. Then she will have an okay like feeling on her face. She stared to assign me web pages to design from day 1 onwards. She will teach me only once and that too as if she wants to catch the next train .For any doubt she will give a warning look saying not to ask me again or you are not supposed to disturb me.
So I won’t ask her till it’s very much required and I have no other option. There was two other guys in the team who where laterals and they were the only good soul I could find in that suffocating atmosphere. They started helping me in my small doubts and I was happy for that. She will assign me work one after the other. She will come to the office by 8.30 sharp. She will start assigning and with half an hour intervals she will come to my seat to assign new task. At last I will have at least 10 tasks to be done at the same time. A small tint of smile won’t even appear on her face while talking to me. She talks as if she is the strictest principal in school.
One day I was sitting near her and my phone rang, it was my fiancé. She was doing something in her system .As she was not talking to me anything on what she is doing I attended my fiancé’s call .That call just lasted for 35 seconds max as he just want to call me ask about lunch. She turned her head and gave again a nasty look as if I am talking to her husband. I sat near her silent and tried to smile at her. She asked me “Who is that”, I said my fiancé, and we are going to get married next may.
“Don’t take up any call when you are sitting near me”
I said “oaky” and continued to look at her computer screen.
Almost same was the case with one of the freshers who joined with me but not as terrible as mine. One was lucky that she got the helping nice guy as the mentor.
I have almost forgotten to laugh in my life in that one month due to the terrifying treatment.
Team Lunch:
Our project manager informed that there is one team lunch going to happen in some good restaurant.
All were ready to go for lunch. In the lunch no one was talking to three of us other than the project manager. I felt happy that she is at least talking to us. But I had no complaints that others are not involving us in their conversation as we three were happy with our lunch.
When the lunch was over and three of us were standing and was cracking jokes, note I was laughing from my heart after 1 month.
Mrs. Mentor lady who was standing away and who was not even talking to us during the whole lunch ran from her group and came to me and said “Today we have to finish Arizona, in a dirty slang that she have don’t forget and gave a nasty look”..Suddenly we all stopped laughing and went back to the normal mode of silent melodrama.
I used to come to office at 8.30 am and will leave by 11.00pm.Since I was not married (but committed) I had no problem with this timing. She used to assign me work even at 10.30 Pm, when I am about to leave. I had no problem with that also, as I thought its work and we are supposed to do.
That Day:
After 2 month I was used to her looks and the way with which she assigns me work. I continued my schedule working from 8.30am or 9.00 am to 11.00 pm or 10.30 pm.
One day I completed the entire task given to me by 8.15pm.
I thought hey today I have to work only for 12 hrs and felt good. She has not given me anymore work.
She assigned me last work at 6.30 and I have completed that also.
We have to ask the permission of the team lead before leaving even when we are leaving at 11.00pm.
I got permission from the TL; he looked at me and said “u kld leavu” in a hard Tamil slang.
I went to Mrs: Mentor hell lady to ask her permission.
She looked at me with a wonder why I am so early.
“I am leaving”
“Why, you could leave by 10.30 cab”
I looked at her in surprise.
I said “I have no work I completed all my work that is assigned to me”
“You could leave by 10.30 cab”
I felt so irritated and I told her in bold voice “I am leaving; I have completed all my work”
She was not even looking at me nor listening to me” of 18 web pages you designed today 1 page is having a green shade for a “insert” button”
“I will do it tomorrow”
She looked at me as if I have done some crime.
I walked out of the office. Knowing I have to pay for it next day.
In these surroundings also i tried to find the positive things in it and console my heart and was thanking god that i have a job atleast.That made me survive all these.....
.....to be continued....
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