Strange times, strange people.

These days, in times of recession, when no one is much loaded with work, I have learnt to appreciate how many 'namoonaas' there are in office. We have a fellow, who coughs a lot in the morning times. But its not one of those normal coughs that you have during a cold. Its smoker's cough and the 'noise' that he 'produces' is both loud and disgusting. In fact, it sounds like he is being voilently sick (throwing up.) when he coughs. Today he produced such a variety of sounds, that I am actually thinking of recommending his name to a 'animal sound recording' studio man. He coughed in the morning, then yawned openly, belched loudly after having his lunch, stretched and groaned and then while leaving office hiccuped like a drunkard. What is he? A poor sick soul? or a disgusting bastard?

Then there is this one chap, who seems to come to office just to roam around and have tea, snacks and lunch. He never seems to be working and whenever I glance at his office PC, I can see social networking website pages. He takes a roaming round every afternoon in the office. Staring at everyone and their desks, he takes his own time observing people and their activities like a security guard. I swear he was one, in his last birth, or maybe he was in this birth itself !!! I dont know how the company has still retained him . Maybe because he's been in the company for a long time.....But I wonder what the company pays him for? For doing nothing from a long time???