Manager office ramante.

My very sole purpose for working in the IT industry is the 9 to 6 working hours, Hyderabad location, and the weekend off. To be honest the work from home is like donuts on a low sugar day. Imagine that delicious donut is being taken away from you. Like dude. You shouldn't get in between me and my desserts. That's nature's law. I wake up, do my thing, attend my scrum call and then gaze into the unknown. My father keeps saying that I need to have breakfast every day early in the morning and not brunch. So what do I do? I have brunch every day. By the time, I finish gazing into the wall or some woodwork in my home, it's time to get Mommie home. So what do I do? Go straight to the fridge, get the chocolate to eat, and take the keys to get mommy. And by now it must be 5:00 pm and usually my friends at the office would call if they are free and we would wonder when will my Mommie get me coffee. So after the coffee break, I stare at the time on the bottom right of my laptop screen. When it strikes 6:00 pm, I shut the laptop down and do nothing.

I work. Okay. I just trimmed the details involving a busy day.

Coming to the point, na patiki nenu prashantanga intlo undi work from home ni enjoy chestunte ma manager ochi office ki randi antunaru. Ela ila aite ela. Aa traffic lo metro lo padi poval ante ela. Ela? Office ki velalante baada ledu. Office velataniki pade paatlu untay chud adi! that's frustrating. I need to get up early😭. Get hold of the metro. And nakoche jitam ki nen work chese place ki sambandam undadu. Ma office building pakkana tea kottu odi bank account lo ekuva balance untadi bhayya. So baaga balance unte bank lo metro ledante bus.

People. Gachibowli. Synergy park😭.

Fuck!!!!!

Ravalani undi. Tarnaka lo branch petandi roj antha office lo ne padi unta.

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NOT-A-DAMN-THING.

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