But there are little things that suddenly catch you unawares. .
I am not saying I don't like this place. The people are blunt and it's impossible to have conversations with them. Everyday when I come back home from office I feel a strange emptiness inside me. I think of how hard I have been trying to talk to people. I genuinely try to like them. But I cannot. They have not heard of The Beatles and they don't know who Norah Jones is. The other day someone walked into my room while I was watching Summer With Monika. She stared at the screen for sometime and said don't you have some better movies? Non black and white? What do I say? I paused the movie and made polite conversations with her, apologizing for my clearly inadequate collection of movies.
All the people here are tech-retards. They know less about the internet or technology than any humanities people I know. They do not know what a browser is (well, many of them) or what a URL is for that matter. They can't differentiate between the internet and an intranet and have never heard about phishing or keyloggers.
They are shocked to see how I use keyboard shortcuts for most things. I regularly hear taunts about how I must have prepared for almost every thing.I smile awkwardly, not knowing how to react. I guess there are better engineers than these.
And that will be the end of my rant for now.
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