Courtesy prankster

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                                2 days prior to joining my present company, I received a call from the HR Operations manager requesting me for a reason as to why I did not report on my first day. I tried explaining that my DOJ was set for so and so date and that he had made a mistake. He did not budge an inch and told me that the records have been updated with that day’s date. I was confused and said that I will confirm the same from my offer letter and asked him to hold on for a few minutes. I was a little panicky and after pulling down the contents of one shelf, I finally managed to get hold of the file where my important documents were kept. I was happy to see that I was right and I conveyed the same to him. That is when he broke into peals of laughter and wished me Fools day, even though it was NOT April 1.


I dedicate this month’s blog to the BIGGEST prankster I have ever come across in my life. Let us call him B for now. Am sure everyone who knows him, will certainly, without doubt, recognize who B is!

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