Wednesday, December 3, 2008

We already knew that working for Google had certain advantages, but, believe me, this giant of the search motor takes the welfare of its employees seriously. As shown by this visit to Google's European center in Zurich.

Decompression (stress) capsule that is impermeable to sound and light.

Moving around - A slide allows quick access from different floors. There are also poles available, they are similar to the ones used in fire stations.

Food - Employees can eat all they want from a vast choice of food and drink.

Work Station - Each employee has at least two large screens. There are 4-6 Zooglers per office.

Innovation - Large boards are available just about everywere because "ideas don't always come when seated in the office" says one of Googles managers.

Leisure - Pool tables, video games etc. are available in many areas.

Communication - On each floor, there are private cabin areas where employees can attend to personal affairs.

Technical Support - Problem with your computer ? No problem ... Bring it to this area where drinks are available while it is being fixed ...

Health - Professional masseurs (eusses) available.

Rest - This room provides massage chairs that you control ... while you view relaxing aquariums ... !!!

The Library

I tried an anagram poem for my story mystic murder.

My poem
Brave cow, serene lake.
Over analysed new fancy.
Invite queer,the hassle!

This poem is full of contradictions (could be called as oxymorons too)! There is never a brave cow, it is a calm cow always. The other terms are contradictions too!

This is an anagram of the haiku from the film fight club

Original poem
Worker bees can leave,
Even the drones can fly away,
The queen is their slave.

If you watch the below images from your seat in front of the computer, Mr.Angry is on the left, and Mrs.Calm is on the right. Get up from your seat, and move back 12 feet, and PRESTO!! They switch places!!

George Bush was sitting in his office wondering whom to invade next when his telephone rang.
'Hello, Mr. Bush!' a heavily accented voice said, 'This is Gurmukh from Phagwara, District Kapurthala, Punjab .. I am ringing to inform you that we are officially declaring the war on you!'
'Well, Gurmukh,' Bush replied, 'This is indeed important news! How big is your army'
'Right now,' said Gurmukh, after a moment's calculation, 'there is myself, my cousin Sukhdev, my next door neighbor, and the entire kabaddi team from the gurudwara. That makes eight'
Bush paused. 'I must tell you, Gurmukh that I have one million men in my army waiting to move on my command.'
'Arrey O! Main kya..' said Gurmukh. 'I'll have to ring you back!'
Sure enough, the next day, Gurmukh called again.
'Mr. Bush, it is Gurmukh, I'm calling from Phagwara STD, the war is still on! We have managed to acquire some infantry equipment!'
'And what equipment would that be, Gurmukh' Bush asked.
'Well, we have two combines, a donkey and Amrik's tractor.'
Bush sighed. 'I must tell you, Gurmukh, that I have 16,000 tanks and 14,000 armored personnel carriers. Also, I've increased my army to 1-1/2 million since we last spoke.'
'Oh teri....' said Gurmukh. 'I'll have to get back to you.'
Sure enough, Gurmukh rang again the next day.
'Mr. Bush, the war is still on! We have managed to get ourselves airborne...... We've modified Amrik's tractor by adding a couple of shotguns, sticking on some wings and the pind's generator. Four school pass boys from Malpur have joined us as well!'
Bush was silent for a minute and then cleared his throat. 'I must tell you, Gurmukh, that I have 10,000 bombers and 20,000 fighter planes. My military complex is surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile sites. And since we last spoke, I've increased my army to TWO MILLION!'
'Tera pala hove....' said Gurmuk, 'I'll have to ring you back.'
Sure enough, Gurmukh called again the next day.
'Kiddan, Mr.Bush! I am sorry to tell you that we have had to call off the war.'
'I'm sorry to hear that,' said Bush. 'Why the sudden change of heart'
'Well,' said Gurmukh, 'we've all had a long chat over a couple of lassi's, and decided there's no way we can feed two million prisoners of wars!'