Happened to pass by a new blog…Ok, now I have to admit, today was not a busy day at work…I had some free time and so naturally, I started going through blogs..and reached this new blog…He was sincerely describing some pathetic situations he had faced where he ended up being the laughing stalk of Colleague’s jokes…Now…that’s not uncommon…Natural, right…uhmm..atleast for me…IT WAS…
Fate took me to the Airport to work as a Ground Handling Agent for the International Airport in this country…woahhh…From the Ground Handling Agent's Uniform I grew to a prestigious Airline's high profile Uniform...was actually, in literal meaning, adopted by one of the European Airlines Group…Thus I reached their office…I was the only Asian “Girl”…rest of them were all Men or else Europeans…Naturally, the Indian Men had finally GOT someone to Target their jokes / pranks…I being a very NICE girl…the word NICE inside quotations…very often ended up wondering, why rest of them were laughing…while I never understood the joke…hehe!!!It was majorly attributed to my ignorance of the different SLANG Words used in Hindi language…especially words those had dirty or double meanings…grrrr…When they talked and laughed loud on such double meaning jokes, I would innocently look at their face…trying to understand head or tail of what they meant…and my Face made them laugh more…Oh, gosh…
Days passed…I was slowly but happily learning to interpret their jokes…Even if I was still innocent enough not to contribute, atleast I could share their laughs…At times, when I got stuck somewhere, I would use my charm, so that one of my colleague would explain to me Secretly what it meant….hehe!!! Each one helped me without others knowing…So, I was learning…The process was really difficult, friends…but still adventurous… and above all, filled with numerous EMBARASSING MOMENTS… If I start telling each one, I might need to publish a Novel on it…hehe!!! But this one below, I can’t help sharing…
One fine night (Ok, I had night shifts as the Departure time for the flight was something after midnight…)…I walked into the Office for the Pre-Flight preparations…and there, on the board was a big warning PRINT OUT…with the name of a passenger and his flight details. Usually, we very often get Security warning for some passengers who might have similar names to FBI Watchlist people. Such passenger’s passports are crosschecked and only after thorough Security checks they are allowed to board the aircraft…Normally, when I do my Pre-flight preparations I make a list of such possible Watch Lists on that day’s flight and keep it ready myself. But then, that night, I wondered, how come, and why such big Warning to be displayed…
As soon as, I started doing my work, came in the Duty Officer…He was like extremely serious..and said… “Dear, did u see that…He is Mr. Jones XXXX …He is flying in tonight’s flight…For no reason, he should be allowed to fly without you making a thorough check…He is extremely dangerous…You see, by hook or by crook, tonight you should hold Mr. XXXX at the check-in counters…” ….I could see that extra seriousness on his face and complete silence around me…All the other staffs were seriously listening to our conversation and was exclaiming “Oh..Mr. XXXX …God, hes travelling???”…” XXXX in our flight, very dangerous” etc etc… I wasn’t sure, but I felt freaked out…I could see some of them whispering and laughing on something…I sensed something wrong somewhere…but what??? NO IDEA…
Check-in counters opened 3 hours before departure time…I was waiting anxiously at the counters…to “CATCH” this so called Mr. XXXX….The Walkie-Talkie in my hand was busy that night…
“Calling Jzt…Calling Jzt…Location???”
“Check-in Counters. Over”
“Jzt, Have you got the passenger? Over”
“Negative, passenger still not reported. Over”
“Ok, Be on Alert. Report immediately. Over and Out”
Not one or two times…literally every 10 minutes one person or other made this Walkie Call for Mr. XXXX…I was almost out of my head by then…I knew, there was something that I was not missing…I could sense a hidden laughter in each of those calls…I felt, there was some big funny stuff in the entire issue…but what…grrr…I hated it…I had all sorts of weird thoughts…Maybe the Passenger is some world famous GAY…maybe he is some girl, whose name was of a man…Maybe, he was some Senior Staff of the Airlines from the Base station…I couldn’t wait longer…I couldn’t wait for the passenger anymore…
Walkie calls continued…Everybody who was listening to the conversation knew, I was getting desperate and freaked out…I sounded pathetic…It was then, I got a call on my mobile, from our Station Manager…He happened to be at office…One of the walkie which was in the office was screaming out in the loud speaker mode all these Public calls my colleagues were making to me…(Means, when they call me on Public Line, every single person holding the walkie could hear the other’s conversation…So if one message needed to be send to 3 people at 3 different location, we just had to make a single Public call…) So, my manager who heard the funny communications, couldn’t hold on any longer…and he had called me to rescue me…
“Jzt, What is happening?”
“I don’t know…Some passenger in Watchlist…unusually everybody is making big fuss…I was just worried…”
“Jzt, Don’t you speak Hindi…”
“Yes, I do…But why…This passenger is a British”
“If you understand Hindi, then what is the issue…They are just making fun of you…with the Passenger’s name”
“What…What is there is his name to make fun of me…”
“Oh, Jzt, what is that guy’s name…”
“Its Mr. Jones XXXX”
“And…?”
“And what…”
“You don’t know the meaning of XXXX??? !!!!”
“NOOOOO!!! ????”
“God, you are hopeless…I can’t explain any better… Please don’t ask anybody else… Ask any of your close friends…Bye…”
Grrr….I was lost…Now I knew, it was all a big prank…but I was still not getting the “Butt of the Joke..” … It was almost nearing midnight…and this hour of the night, which friend could I call…But I couldn’t bear it anymore…I had to know it…Finally…I called a good friend…grrr…and as soon as I heard his sleepy voice at the other end…I asked…
“Hey, Sorry to disturb now, yaar.But this is important…tell me something, I want to know something…Who is this LUND???...”
Utter Silence…and then ..... "WHATTTTTTTT???"
“Do you know him…???”
Days passed…I was slowly but happily learning to interpret their jokes…Even if I was still innocent enough not to contribute, atleast I could share their laughs…At times, when I got stuck somewhere, I would use my charm, so that one of my colleague would explain to me Secretly what it meant….hehe!!! Each one helped me without others knowing…So, I was learning…The process was really difficult, friends…but still adventurous… and above all, filled with numerous EMBARASSING MOMENTS… If I start telling each one, I might need to publish a Novel on it…hehe!!! But this one below, I can’t help sharing…
One fine night (Ok, I had night shifts as the Departure time for the flight was something after midnight…)…I walked into the Office for the Pre-Flight preparations…and there, on the board was a big warning PRINT OUT…with the name of a passenger and his flight details. Usually, we very often get Security warning for some passengers who might have similar names to FBI Watchlist people. Such passenger’s passports are crosschecked and only after thorough Security checks they are allowed to board the aircraft…Normally, when I do my Pre-flight preparations I make a list of such possible Watch Lists on that day’s flight and keep it ready myself. But then, that night, I wondered, how come, and why such big Warning to be displayed…
As soon as, I started doing my work, came in the Duty Officer…He was like extremely serious..and said… “Dear, did u see that…He is Mr. Jones XXXX …He is flying in tonight’s flight…For no reason, he should be allowed to fly without you making a thorough check…He is extremely dangerous…You see, by hook or by crook, tonight you should hold Mr. XXXX at the check-in counters…” ….I could see that extra seriousness on his face and complete silence around me…All the other staffs were seriously listening to our conversation and was exclaiming “Oh..Mr. XXXX …God, hes travelling???”…” XXXX in our flight, very dangerous” etc etc… I wasn’t sure, but I felt freaked out…I could see some of them whispering and laughing on something…I sensed something wrong somewhere…but what??? NO IDEA…
Check-in counters opened 3 hours before departure time…I was waiting anxiously at the counters…to “CATCH” this so called Mr. XXXX….The Walkie-Talkie in my hand was busy that night…
“Calling Jzt…Calling Jzt…Location???”
“Check-in Counters. Over”
“Jzt, Have you got the passenger? Over”
“Negative, passenger still not reported. Over”
“Ok, Be on Alert. Report immediately. Over and Out”
Not one or two times…literally every 10 minutes one person or other made this Walkie Call for Mr. XXXX…I was almost out of my head by then…I knew, there was something that I was not missing…I could sense a hidden laughter in each of those calls…I felt, there was some big funny stuff in the entire issue…but what…grrr…I hated it…I had all sorts of weird thoughts…Maybe the Passenger is some world famous GAY…maybe he is some girl, whose name was of a man…Maybe, he was some Senior Staff of the Airlines from the Base station…I couldn’t wait longer…I couldn’t wait for the passenger anymore…
Walkie calls continued…Everybody who was listening to the conversation knew, I was getting desperate and freaked out…I sounded pathetic…It was then, I got a call on my mobile, from our Station Manager…He happened to be at office…One of the walkie which was in the office was screaming out in the loud speaker mode all these Public calls my colleagues were making to me…(Means, when they call me on Public Line, every single person holding the walkie could hear the other’s conversation…So if one message needed to be send to 3 people at 3 different location, we just had to make a single Public call…) So, my manager who heard the funny communications, couldn’t hold on any longer…and he had called me to rescue me…
“Jzt, What is happening?”
“I don’t know…Some passenger in Watchlist…unusually everybody is making big fuss…I was just worried…”
“Jzt, Don’t you speak Hindi…”
“Yes, I do…But why…This passenger is a British”
“If you understand Hindi, then what is the issue…They are just making fun of you…with the Passenger’s name”
“What…What is there is his name to make fun of me…”
“Oh, Jzt, what is that guy’s name…”
“Its Mr. Jones XXXX”
“And…?”
“And what…”
“You don’t know the meaning of XXXX??? !!!!”
“NOOOOO!!! ????”
“God, you are hopeless…I can’t explain any better… Please don’t ask anybody else… Ask any of your close friends…Bye…”
Grrr….I was lost…Now I knew, it was all a big prank…but I was still not getting the “Butt of the Joke..” … It was almost nearing midnight…and this hour of the night, which friend could I call…But I couldn’t bear it anymore…I had to know it…Finally…I called a good friend…grrr…and as soon as I heard his sleepy voice at the other end…I asked…
“Hey, Sorry to disturb now, yaar.But this is important…tell me something, I want to know something…Who is this LUND???...”
Utter Silence…and then ..... "WHATTTTTTTT???"
“Do you know him…???”
NB: The pic clearly explains my expression after my friend told me what it was all about...grrrrrrrrrrr....
7 comments:
I'm very happy that finally my blog posts inspired some one to write about similar experiences in his/her life..
hahaha truly funny..really u had such an experience?...hahaha ...
well u have a nice blog there..let me be a follower of u so that i can read more such jokes now and then..
hmmm dont know what to say but at least everyone had fun on your expense...
and also you learnt something new ..
Good joke though but offensive :)
take care now
Bikram's
@ Tomz
Thanks for following me Tomz...I would surely be following you, but can do that only when I access my home Laptop...as from office, I can't view the Followers widgets...Just can post, read and comment..even commenting can be done only if the comment box is a pop-out...
@ Bikram..
Lol..if it is offensive...I am not sure...But then, I couldnt be angry with anybdy...as that office was that fun...Trust me, if I was not in real need for some money...I wouldnt have left that job for anything...My colleagues were the best there...Unlike..._______...lol!!!
And moreover, thanks to them..I learnt many new words...Gues what...the word F*** was used by them as if it was a very common word...and I used to get bewildered whenever they use it...and trust me...once during an Internal Meeting...I sat and started counting the number of times they used that word...and as I was crossing 34, one of the guy noticed that I was seriously counting something...and when he knew, it was this...He said... "Oh, god, Jzt...why u have to count F***, that is a F*** thing to do...when our work is already F***d up...F*** F*** F***..."... He continued with many more F*** that I lost count...heeh!!!
It is again a hilarious stuff
funny. sometimes we do the dumbest things na..
this reminds me of the time I was a new student in chennai and all my classmates used to either use all the bad words or make up words to stop me from guessing their meaning. :) I firmly resolved to ignore them, but I ended up learning the language anyhow.
Bad word?? Bad for who....
But, I think whatever you may say...it was indeed offensive to play this prank targetting a lady. Im sorry to say that I personally feel that they are not amongst the best of colleagues one should have.
@ Dost
Thanks dear..
@ Ro
Same here...I too almost mastered their language...Only thing is that before I got chance to use them, I resigned and joined the new company...and here, I can't even by slip of the tongue use the word "SHIT"...hehe!!!
@ Anonymous
You are right...But then, for some reason, it didnt actually hurt me...and regarding those colleagues, atleast they are far better than what I have NOW...lol!!!
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