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Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts

Sunday

Adventures of Demented Teacher

Couple of days back, just before the recess break began, I was suppose to give a tutorial to100 students. Little to my exaggeration, surprisingly I  had that good attendance for an Algebra class. I was bored teaching the same shit, no surprises there watching the students doze off. Suddenly out of nowhere, a Gtalk window pops out saying 'Motuuuuuuuuuuu' (fatso). It was my roomie who pings me to say that a pink pair of tongs were on her bed and asked if it was mine. I replied in a word taking no choices and chances as the projector has the desktop. She chuckles and asks,” wore something na aaj!”
All of the sudden, the suffering of Algebra has become super hilarious recreation class.
That bitch chatted for like 5 minutes non-stop while the projector connections are too tight to disconnect. All the while everybody in that lecture hall was laughing his/her ass off. First time in my life, I had to adjourn my class 45 mins early and get out. Next day I go to my class and I see my name plate replaced with PINKY and people started calling me the same out of the blue.
I was really embarrassed that day but when I look back and write this was one of the funniest things which happened to me and of course I have a semester to deal with it!

Monday

Best ...may be it is called Love...


 Your parents are really nice yaa
“Well what did you expect?” he asked.
I just thought they would be grown up versions of you.
Like the others, this one also went for a toss, Rejection no# 39

I may sound snobby, arrogant and egoistic but what you see is not always true.

There is this series of things that is happening in my life since a year.
I don’t know peer pressure or probably it was too hard to handle my hotness, my family and extended family started groom hunt for me.Well, I met over dozen of people so far and every time I meet someone, they ask me to be judgemental and I can’t stop using the stupidity index (For more info refer previous post). Finally I gave up the idea of meeting random stupids when I had a lot waiting in my inbox every morning. After a thorough investigation and scrutiny, Sandiee’s angels and Demons fight club has shortlisted top three stupids. Here I present my sample mails. 

Short-listed -1:
You are my TVS SCOOTY and also my AIWA. I am BPL and you are SANSUI. You are Mc DOWLE'S love.   I believe in FRESHIA and you are one of the most beautiful girls in this world. I think of you day and night. When you give me your only one smile, you are DOMINO'S PIZZA for me. This is a COLGATE ENERGY GEL feeling for me.
   I would like you to be my life partner. I think you are worried about your father who is KAWASAKI BAJAJ CALIBER and you think of my father who is CEAT, but don't worry. I am also FORD IKON and rest of your family members are KELVINATOR. If they will say no, we will run away, marry and try to do PHILIPS .They will get MIRINDA and we will have COCA COLA.
   Trust in God who is NOKIA for those who love each other. And believe me, we are WILLS. We might have to BOLERO. However after some time, our love will be SAMSUNG DIGITAL. We are HERO HONDA of our love life.
 Now HUNDAI is the song of love. You must know that love is DIARY MILK, SATYAM ONLINE , PARX and also AMUL. For me life is HOME TRADE. So never forget me. Ok bye! I wrote little but PEPSI.
From Your Dearest,
LG
I sincerely appreciate your mock test paper for my marketing exam. Yeppie ! It worked.

Shortlisted -2 :

Aap hua ..mera 
Dream wala girl
Is liye aap ke liye likha meine
Gana wala song
Dream wala duet
Sharukh wala, foreign wala , budget wala song
poolon se bhi halka sa
lyrics wala song
Gane wala love
Dream sequence ke bahane, tumko Switzerland dikhaunga
Barf wala snow
Paise wala rich
Chupke se public place pe, dhoka deke chance marne
Despo wala chap
Maine naav bharke phool, barf pe rakhe hain
Mere peeche pink ped laga hai laga
Low angle shot se haat hua bada aur  ..main lambaaa
Naav wala boat
Phhol wala pyaar
Mere baalon mein itne saare jooen hein, katte rahte mujhjo din raat
DUkh wala sad
Ye chap tere peeche phir bhaagta,  hai bachatha …MANISH CHANCHAD!
Pyaar wala romance
Gana wala song
Ishq wala love.

Yaar… pakao wala peeling
Ishq wala Torture

Shortlisted -3 :

Dear Sandiee,
I have some questions to be clarified before that what is your full name ?
1.       Would it be too early to hold hands?
2.       Am I at the “honey point” yet?
3.       Let me know if I am rushing you, ok? *
Thank you for saying yes. The usual answers I get is no ways, are you stupid ?; No I already have a boyfriend or sometimes am I too shy to ask a girl out.
*I haven’t had a lot of girlfriends yet but teach me how to do , what to do and what not to do ! please!
 Seriously ??? * face-palm*

Yeah right! Exactly …you all are awesome guessers … I have blocked my calendar to meet these awesome guys!  Take liberty to subscribe to the forthcoming posts on my experiences J

Sunday

A day without dealing with stupid people is like...never mind it can never happen !


This incident happened sometime last year, and I still remember it vividly. Stupids are so hard to forget. It was supposed to be a surprise. Or a suspense. Whichever one wasn’t creepy.. I was supposed to present myself at the remote location in one hour in Bangalore. Yeah, right, I thought. With this traffic, I can make it just in time for a perfect sunset. Three in the afternoon on the roads of Bangalore is like being killed and transported to Hell and made to push a huge, heavy wheel for no apparent reason, with a red, pointy-tailed, French-bearded individual who laughed demonically for no reason and lashed you with a whip every now and then, with your sweat dripping off your face and crusts of dirt and tar sticking to every part of your face. Well, almost.

I thought I can still make it with an unwanted sarcasm-kicked philosopher who was supposedly my colleague. But when two NORMAL people meet, we almost have a research guide to be administrated about people and their stupidity. Although I was quite disinterested at that point of time, but when it is about stupid I can’t deny my participation. U see, it’s easy to be dumb but not stupid! They amuse me!

K to me: “Do you know we have evolved into something resembling a cross between an upright chimp and a hairy stink ball? I’m not kidding.”

Me: Really ? hehe..

K: In fact I think everyone is. Have you counted the number of hairs on your body lately? You’ll be astonished. Well... it is different for gals. That’s why my thorough and fair research is mostly on men.

Anyway, when Charles Darwin wrote the ‘Origin Of species,’ he overlooked one major fact – The Stupidity Index. ‘The Stupidity Index,’ which explained why every single human being alive today is as stupid as a doorknob (in other words Dakkan). People who don’t agree to this fact are living in denial.

The scale is from 0 to 5, where 0 is the least stupid and 5 is the most stupid.

Then he takes out his neat clear paper from the file and tables it down with his explanations.

Although I am sure about the parameters he is considering but my gut feeling is this guy is no less to A and apparently …it is so much of astonishment to be with people of same league.

The scale is explained thus:






Me: ROLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING. Lets try it on na ! How it works ...


While we waited for more than ten minutes at a junction where a truck was stranded in the middle of the road with two-wheelers peppered around it like seasoning on a horrendous Christmas dish.

Before we could assess their stupidity rate,“Hey Sandiee,” said the idiot over the phone.

“Hey dude,” I replied, silently wishing he’d never called. I hated this guy, and had tried to distance myself as much as possible from him. But, as you probably know, some people just don’t get it.

“Listen, this is important,” said the Stupid. “You need to be here! It’s urgent”

“Whoa!” I said. “If you remember we are in Bangalore? I’m not trying to relax at home but in my rickety car at a junction since an hour ”

No matter what I tried, he wouldn’t give in. I finally agreed to meet him.

It’s not that I’m an anti-social animal, I just hate this guy.

I called up the fellow and told him that I’d reached. It was two minutes to three. He came there two minutes later, running, and hot in the face. He’s a weird looking guy – tall, balding and a thin hairline mustache. And his eyes were a constant reminder of his inborn idiocy. He was always an idiot – slow to grasp things and concepts and slower to understand them. Now, he was working for a software company. God save software!

“Thanks for coming, gal!” he said.

“No problem,” I said. “Ok, what’s this all about?”

“Listen, I’m into a scheme where you can make lots of money in a week. Up to twenty thousand in a week! Are you interested?”

You can imagine what went through my brain. I looked around for a sizable stone to bash his head in, but refrained myself. Too many witnesses around. I could never make it look like a suicide.

“What?” I asked, incredulously.

“Yeah! This new company is giving away money, dude. I asked you to come here because I want you to attend a presentation, which the company is giving. They’ll explain exactly how you can make the money. It’s quite simple, dude. And I get a referral fee is you sign up.”

“What?” I asked again. I was beginning to eye some really nice stones.

“Yes,” he said. “Follow me.”

He led us to a hotel which was behind the Shopper’s Stop mall. Lots of people were hanging around the entrance. “These are all my colleagues,” he said.

“Ok,” I said. I was really annoyed now, as most of the people there had the same stupid look in their eyes. I wanted to run away from there as fast as I could. He led us into the hotel and into an air-conditioned conference room, where there was a long table, made of cheap woodwork to match with the cheapness of the wood-paneled walls. Lots of people were sitting around it and there was a white board on the far wall, with a guy standing in front of it.

I felt like the newest inductee into the Stupidity Club where their index of stupidity is still undefined.