The worst of the corporate gauntlet, set in motion by an experienced manipulator(the station head) and newbie corporate wannabies(the subordinates), read all about it from the guy-who-dared-to-defy-in-the-face-of-getting-fired-threat's POV: radiomircheeesurat.blogspot.com
transcript(the end part) of conversation in corner office between CW, SH AND SH(same difference really:)
CW: so I gave her 6 on top of 6 more, it takes time to write more, btw the 6 new ones that I gave weren't that much more better than the earlier 6, wonder why the new six also didn't get'rejected'(read, the earlier 6 were also as good as the new 6 and thus there was no need to ask more new ones, but which was done and the CW wrote 6 more anyway, thats his job, but hey he's not your servant salesgirl-who's-never-read-many-scripts, watch who you try to boss around okay, you will, now anyway)
SalesHead: but but but
StationHead: okay okay vishwajeet, theek hai na aur che likh diya na, but why were the new 6 not better, why the the earlier 6 not that good(oh whos gonna judge them then? the salesgirl did! should she? more importantly, could she?) okay karan'listen now.
(some garble garble I don't remember, but it was about the kind of briefs that had been given by sales, and they were both looking at the copies of briefs I gave them, and I was talking about the resultant creatives that I thought of due to the'brilliant' briefs)
SH: now listen, from tommorrow I want you to come to office at 10 and sit with the entire sales team and take the briefing from them
CW(thats me): but rajeeeev, they need to go and make sales calls all day long and thus they get briefs around the clock during office hours, anytime, how can they be getting the briefs ready in the morning at 10, maybe a few days but then i'm sure this wont work that way regularly
SH: are you questioning my judgement?
CW: but thats not how it is done at ahemadabad HQ(even in ahd HQ where the salesmen have been given enough liberty to cuss the copywriters work, they still get their properly written down and thought over briefs to the copywriters desk as and when they are ordered by the client to be shown some work/scripts)
SH: I don't care how it's done at HQ I make my own rules
(then some argument happened some garble garble about sales work versus programming work, again I forget what it was, seems like a very distance past now that I think about it, but then SH was very enraged after I said.)
CW: you may think i'm in sales, but i'm in programming(i said it to "constructively confront" #HR principle number 3 of radio mirchi# his habit of calling the copywriter of the office i.e. Additional Sales Support, in other words the property of the sales force to beat around as they see fit)
SH: what do you mean'I' may think
CW: well my salary slip says programming
SH(BELLOWS red face in RAGE, wow I like RAGE, I like RATM too much, rage is good rage is gr8, rage releases the truth!): ILL STOP ALL YOUR PROGRAMMING WORK YOU HEAR ME, ILL SAY DO SALES SO YOU'LL DO ONLY SALES YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
CW: sighhh.fine but thats only gonna be reducing my work as you see I currently do both sales and programming, so i'm fine with that
(SH calms down, composes himself, and remembers what the point of this little friendly'meeting' was, after all he was sitting with the salesmen and women all day in the conference room, how can he forget what he was supposed to be ordering now, how can he drift away!)
SH: so listen.from tomorrow onwards.
CW: i'm afraid I can't agree to that(can't agree to being made to report to puny salespeople, everyday in the morning a 10 when i'm sure they won't even be having briefs ready each day? of course can't agree to that, wud be a spineless darpok too afraid to lose his job if I agreed)
SH(taken aback but not bellowing this time, composed manner, but a quick answer): then you'll have to go somewhere else
CW: fine(stands up, hitherto silent sales head follows and stands up too, cw leaves the cabin)
CW: so rajeeeeev, do you want to add anything to what you said on july 18 wednesday?
SH: what.uh.what? what wednesday 18? add what?
CW: you know, the three of us, you me and him(the sales head) we were sitting'here', in this'cabin', remember?
SH: oh okay, sit(motions to the two sales wallahs to leave the two of us alone)
SH(oh i've never seen such a clam face man, it was so calm so calm that it felt like it had a few days'+weekend's worth of planning and advice taking and careful consideration, there was so much force in what was rehearsed as to what will be said if this happens or that, there was so much force, that it was sooooooper calm, like a face without any facial muscles):SH: so you'll be leaving today?(notice the "?" my lord)
CW: yeah whenever
SH: you'll have to give me a resignation letter, okay?(?)
CW: sure!
SH: and do the handover, sign the papers with jignesh, oye JIGNESH(calls the finance junior, a good guy)
CW: but don't I have to do that 30 day thing?
SH: no
CW: really? I don't have to come tomorrow!?(man thank you so much, the one thing that I was afraid of that ill be made to do, and you solved my problem, thank youuuuuuu!)
SH: blah blah blah about sign this handover that do this that
CW: okay, Kewwwl!(with a smile I get up and out of the cabin on towards for my last ciggy and lemon tea at radio mirchi surat)
