Couple of weeks ago, I had to print something. Since I don’t have a printer at home, I was looking for a browsing center to print my stuff. I asked a policeman who was standing in the street. He pointed to me where the browsing center was and I thanked him and started to walk away. But he wanted to prolong the conversation:
Policeman – Where do you work?
Me – I am not working now.
Policeman – Where did you work before?
Me – Telephone (It is not a lie. But wanted to give a vague answer)
Policeman – In Chennai?
Me – No
Policeman – What was your salary? (I think he assumed I worked for the Government)
Me – What can I say about my salary! (Again wanted to give a vague answer)
Policeman – You are correct. Us government servants are paid very poorly. You are better off. At least you work for the central government. (I have no idea what he meant.)
Last night, midnight, I had to go to the Chennai airport to receive someone who was coming from
Frankfurt. I waited close to the door where passengers
are coming out after customs. I saw
there were about 5 guys wearing suits also waiting there. One of the guys came to me and we had the
Suit Guy – Sir, this is a restricted area and you cannot stand here. You have to move to a different location.
(I looked at his badge and it said “Westin”. I immediately recognized he is a chauffeur from Westin Hotel waiting to pick up a passenger.) (I was very calm and quiet.)
Me (in a soft tone) – Are you police?
Suit Guy – No
Me (in a harsh tone) – Then you shut up and get out of my face.
The suit guy walked away.
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