Moving mountains

It must be true what they say about practice making one perfect.

I started at my current position ~14 months ago, and I hit the ground more or less running, even when the technology, and the product were totally new to me. My colleagues were happy with my performance right from the start (I believe). I told that I will take some time to really get up to speed. And I did too, in a few weeks.

But when I look at the past few weeks, I can’t believe my productivity. I have internalized the whole technological scene in the firm and am able to (and did) come up with solutions to quite tricky problems. I believe, I’ve been quite productive and efficient always – right from my Microsoft days itself. But over the years, the productivity has improved by leaps and bounds.

I am not trying to blow my trumpet here. But simply sharing my happiness. I am no motivational speaker, but at times I tell the team (usually after the daily) that let’s get started and move mountains. They’ve accepted my “let’s move mountains” slogan wholeheartedly too.

Lately, it does feel like we are really moving mountains. And I’m feeling good about it :)

Signing off,
Sands.

PS: … Or, is this simply Dunning-Kruger effect? :)

Revelation! (and apologies)

Disclaimer: Late night post, expect minor (or even major) errors.

I wasn’t at work the last two days and today when I got there, I saw that they had changed the seating arrangements. Everything was changed that, the place I used to sit wasn’t an option anymore — total change => big disaster.

Then, anyway, not all seats were spoken for. So, I went ahead, sat on each chair, looked/checked where the light comes from, whether it would reflect on the monitor, would I have glare in my eyes, etc. etc. and finally chose one.

Someone asked why I chose that and I said that it was the “least worst”.

So far, I hadn’t realised it — that others were kind of curious about how I am handling this.

Time went on, we went out to get lunch and as we were returning, I was about to tell that once back in office, I want one specific spot to sit while having lunch.

I didn’t say it out loud, because I had a revelation. I cried – “Oh my God, I am Sheldon”.

Then XS said – “oh you’re realising it only now?”. Then he said that they had already spoken about it yesterday — how I would act on seeing the new arrangement.

Seriously. I had been so finicky about my seat but from the _VERY_ beginning. (today, I even lectured about a study I recently read about how staring at the monitors keeps you awake at night!.. Shame on me!)

I just rewound it in mind — complaining about the change, trying out each chair, evaluating the options, lecturing about the reason, and even saying “least worst”. I even told XX to sit somewhere else because what I chose was actually where he sat yesterday. (He was absolutely fine with it though)

UNBELIEVABLE!

Anyway, then I wore my Big bang theory T-shirt to the salsa classes. And the very first person with whom I danced – she just looked at it and said, “perfect fit for your character”. Come on! She doesn’t even know me that well (except that I  correct the teachers at times).

What to do! I just said, “I hope it was a complement, and thanks for that”.

I NEVER realised that I could be so difficult at times. My apologies to the world.

Signing off,
Sands.

PS: The comment to my last post seems so perfectly apt.. or so aptly perfect now!