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Prejudiced and Proud.

April 26, 2010

To divest one’s self of some prejudices would be like taking off the skin to feel the better,” quipped Sir Fulke Greville. And I say, “Without prejudice, Mankind would not have progressed at all.”  I am not going bother with evidence to support my claim.  Am prejudiced, you see.  Evidence is a triviality for my kind.  I am going to share an anecdote, instead.

Our firm started recruiting after two years of uncertainty.  A resume was provided by our consultant for a vacant position. Interviews ensued. The Tech team was convinced, HR was happy, background verification positive, and the candidate accepted the offer.  A copybook recruitment – or so we thought!

Unbeknownst to us, fate was orchestrating a proceeding whose genre we later knew to be irony.  Firstly, the candidate belonged to Delhi and the firm is located in Chennai.  Secondly, our firm doesn’t provide onsite opportunities. (What an injustice. Workers of IT, arise!)  Thirdly, the candidate has two and a half years of work experience and the position open is for programming.  How in the IT field, such ‘vast’ experience can be wasted in programming and not focus on project management instead.  Fourthly, the candidate’s name contained amit in it.  Those who are not fans of KA and did not shudder after reading the name, see the definitions here.  Hearing the name, I realized then, at that precise moment, how exactly the story is going to end.

The very first day, when beloved amit  came into office, we had a pleasure of  receiving his friendly charitable comments on the food, weather, traffic and language patterns.  Suppressing my bestest of  smirks, I wagered a bet to a colleague that he will not last longer. He didn’t turn up from the next day.

Call me prejudiced.  But, isn’t life a prejudiced script, too?

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