I remember saying long long ago. And the fact remains the same, cabs, the school buses of the corporate world (with way less legs space and less explicit fights for seats) have and will always harbor clans and groups and prejudice and apprehensions, somewhat similar to going to a new school. You don't have friends per say and you keep to yourself but slowly you lose the apprehensions and build things from there on, which for me is always a long process. Ironically this wasn't the case this time as I was made a part of this kingdom and within short time it was about looking from the other side of the senseless jokes and the lame chitter chatter and feeling less pretentious and more senseless and lame.Cabs are different sort of kingdom
Looking back at my first job, my tryst with corporate culture, it was not exactly garden of roses but yet it all feels good in retrospect, perhaps nostalgia mellows you down and makes you a bit of a sucker for all things old, known and assured.Getting to grips with the new environment was tough. Acting professionally,meeting deadlines(yeah sounds hotshot), sipping coffee on your workstation while punching on keyboard incessantly and pretending to like coffee, seeing your manager candidly nibbling on pan masala and lewdly checking out some chick, getting "God! he knows fuck all about accounts" look from your seniors you
We hardly care about these little quirks that time, we are more spent in living this new tough looking 9 to 5 life and the cab time seems like one of its facet which makes it bearable but we realize the importance of this little bliss after its gone and then you think about all the time whether you could have added more, had more fun, made much more use of that time had you not been dozing off in the morning cabs, but all this ranting sounds like the yearning of a greedy child who can't get enough of anything that made him happy and is now taken away.