Why VikJ and I don’t share the same cubicle anymore…
Xai: You’re always looking at your computer. You don’t even hear me the first time when I call you!
VikJ: (spaced out): Well, that’s because I’m usually working on something important.
Xai: (injured voice): And you think what I have to say is not important?
VikJ: (too spaced out to realize what’s coming): What could be so important? You’re just usually offering me chocolate or something.
Xai: (injured, wronged and accusatory): I’m sharing my chocolate with you Vik. But I guess it’s too much to expect you to understand.
VikJ: (wanting to get it over with): Look, lets talk about something else. Did I tell you the boss offered to take me to Deccan Pen store? He said he picked up a few brilliant vintage pieces from there.
Xai: (hurt and incredulous): I thought you don’t like old stuff.
VikJ: (just plain incredulous): When did I say that?
Xai: You didn’t come to see the Charminar with me when I asked you to come…
VikJ: (exasperated): That is completely irrelevant to the discussion we’re having.
Xai: (gushing emotion): And what is the discussion Vik? Why don’t you just say it straight. You don’t like me anymore, do you? You make fun of the chocolate I share with you. You don’t have time to go see the Charminar with me… You don’t hear me when I call you… I should have read the signs… If you really liked me you would have bought me chocolate…
VikJ: (clueless): Look, it’s not how you make it out to be.
Xai: (emotional): Then how is it Vik? How is it?
VikJ: (wants to get on with work): I don’t know! You seem to have all the answers. You figure it out yourself!
Xai: (made up her mind): All right. I will. I’ll just go find a new workstation.
VikJ: (pondering software architecture): Whatever…
Xai: I will. (leaves)
VikJ: (a few hours later): I need some chocolate… Where did that girl disappear?
Well, that’s not really the reason… But I wish it was… It seems so much fun!