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Ways to plan your leave

So, the question I keep getting from everyone is how the hell I manage to take so many days off from work. I’d like to give credit to my boss (he is a nice guy), but I won’t owe it all to that. It requires genius planning and here are the ones that have worked best for me.

1. Assumption is the mother of all f***ups rule – Figure out what is the leave policy in your company is well in advance (before joining). Don’t assume you get 30 days off or 25 days off and then find out that they are sadists who only give 5 days off. Quitting an organization for leave policy may not be considered sanity in the corporate world. I am lucky. The organization I work for gives 36 days off. They are Austrian and generally in holiday mood most of the year.

2. Everything counts rule – Learn more details about the leave policy. If you take a Friday and a Monday off, is it considered as 4 days or 2 days? If it is 4 days, then you work for sadists. It it is 2 days, its better. Then, you can plan your holiday from a Monday to a Friday and still get 9 days off but it gets counted only as 5 days. Once, I had taken only 13 days but it worked out to something like 25 days due to genius planning.

3. No sick leave rule – Certain organizations have a sick leave policy. According to me, unless you are hospitalized or have broken both your legs, you should come to office, however sick you are. Then, your boss will feel sorry for you and send you home and it doesn’t get counted as leave. Your commitment to work overrules the 1 day leave you took. This way, you save on your leave for when you really need it – a holiday.

4. Maximizing your boss’s leave – Never take leave when your boss is on leave. Ensure you are at work. It is as good as a holiday anyway.

5. Maternity leave – If you know for sure you don’t plan to have kids within the tenure you plan to spend in this company, you can
request HR for a sabbatical in lieu of maternity leave. 3 months is great. In France, its 2 years. If you work for a company that buys this excuse, let me know. I’ll forward my resume to them.

Before you use any of these excuses, you need to know that these are only for long leaves only. For small leave, one or two days, you should keep in handy the book of excuses – dog is sick, kid fell down the stairs, stomach upset, small accident and so on. If you can come up with about 30 of these excuses and put them in an excel sheet (as rows) and have months (as columns), it would be a fantastic one pager to ensure you don’t overuse any particular excuse.

Finally, if you have decided this job isn’t for you anyway and you need your short leave, long leave or whatever, you can try using this cool line – ‘Let me go’ or ‘Let me go’.

PS: Boss, if you are reading this, go back to the first para. I’ve called you a nice guy.
PS: Team, if you are reading this, you don’t need to use the excuses with me. I encourage you’ll to take leave all the time.

Backpacker or Brand Manager – MPD makes Ninja a Finalist for Titan Be More!

What in the blue blazes is this?

Titan Be More Legends is a search for explorers; for people who believe that they weren’t born to live just one life. People who pursue a passion, explore the new; places, people, interests, challenges, dreams, and a new side to their personality.

 

What’s the Titan Be More Philosophy?
All of us tend to lead one-tracked lives. There are many sides to us that stay unexplored for many reasons. And to make our life a more enriching experience, we must unlock ourselves. And, this is not about imagination or about role playing.
Every Titan watch is a compass to finding a ‘new you’ within you. It embarks us on a journey that never ceases as there is always a new destination to explore as soon as you reach one.
Thus, the Titan philosophy of ‘Be More’.
How the hell did I make it here?

One morning, my boss opened the India Today magazine and saw an Ad for this. contest. There was a really sporty cool woman featured on the ad and he felt we needed to recruit her to work with Red Bull. After she blatantly rejected this on the phone, he realised he would direct the rejection efforts towards convincing me to enter this contest. And I did.

What the hell did I write in the contest entry?

I cannot believe how last minute this entry is. My boss told me about this a month ago and I’ve been putting it on my Things to do list everyday. That’s probably the reason I forgot about it.

Introducing myself, I’m Aparna Shekar Roy, currently and formerly a cubicle slave, but someone who tasted the outside world in between for a while. Having completed my MBA 7 years ago and worked in the corporate world, I remember spending the first 6 years just toiling away, a victim of EMIs. Whatever little I managed to save, I spent on tickets to travel to a new destination, eager to experience something new. That was life from 2002 – 2008.

It was all going good. I worked hard. Earned well. I got married to a great guy. We bought a house, a car, all that. I learnt a Brazilian martial art. I went dancing in the weekends. I managed to sneak time to read. I even got along with my boss. Yes, it was all going good. But, it wasn’t going great. It was just way too predictable for my liking. My dream was to travel. Not on a short 2 week holiday but for a really long time. My dream was to wake up and not know what I was going to do that day or the next or the next. And that’s what I did.

I quit on a Monday morning. I served my notice period and cashed my PPF of 6 years. I convinced my husband and my in laws and my mother. I booked my tickets to South America and took off on a 7 month backpacking trip across Brazil, Argentina, Chile, Peru and Bolivia. It wasn’t as overnight as it sounds. I planned it for 6 months – booking tickets, applying for visas, reading about the continent, the culture. Most time went in convincing my father in law that a Colombian drug lord would not hold his daughter in law for ransom.

I used my marketing skills to get some freebies – a laptop to blog from, a backpack, a sleeping bag and a pair of shoes. I threw away my mobile phone. I packed 10 kgs in a backpack and took off. Traveling more than 15000 kms by bus, staying with local people and eating food from supermarkets, I really learnt how to live life on a shoestring.

500 words in this entry is not enough to explain the amazing time I had and how it helped me grow as a person.

If there is just one thing I would take out from the entire trip, it would be this – LESS IS MORE. The lesser stuff I had, the lesser money I had, the lesser baggage I had, the more I could experience from life and make the most out of. And that’s something no job can ever teach me in my life.

Cheers,
NINJA
(No Income No Job Aparna)

PS: Back in the corporate world and eager to explore another continent.

So.. what happened?

I forgot all about the above entry. While I was peacefully sipping tea in Egypt in December, I got an SMS that I was a finalist. Sometime in Jan, they put a lot of make up on my face and made me wear some brand colour clothes and did a professional photo shoot and video shoot. And now in February, to my sheer embarassment, these photos (where I look sligthly fatter than I am or I would like to believe that) are on the Internet…. they are even on India Today…..

That’s not enough. They even managed a video shoot with me to make a vignette for CNN IBN channel. When I was shooting for that, I thought I sounded ok. But, now listening to myself on Air, Im terrified with my own South Indian accent. Embarassment again.

The only fantastic thing that happened was meeting the other finalists -
Hina – Fantastic entrepreneur and an Odissi dancer
Som – Lawyer, Mountaineer, Writer….. and a lot more…
Devan – Works in the retail industry and is a forest conservator
Dr. Chauhan – Neurosurgeon and Photograher
Joseph – Businessman … Social worker… more than anything, a true gem…

All have some amazing stories. You can read them in the website Titan World

Now what?

Now, if you think the journey has been entertaining and interesting, please reward me with a vote.

Go to Titan World Be More and click on my picture and vote for my story.
or
SMS TITAN ASR to 53636

And please take time to read the other stories and vote for them too. I have a very simple strategy. If the prize is money, the winner can keep it (its ok). If its a dinner with Aamir Khan, I shall do a guerilla act and appear as a waitress if I do not win.

Finally……

Thanks Titan for this opportunity… And Thanks God for making my first appearance in any business channel or business magazine a cool one – Backpacker makes it. Brand Managers can rot in their cubicles :)

A regular day at work..

9 am coffee
11 am coffee
12 30 pm coffee
2 30 pm coffee
4 pm red bull

if im still at work after 6 pm
tiger balm

A year ago….

I remember November 23rd very very clearly in my head. It was the day I was stranded in the little town of San Pedro Atacama in Northern Chile without any money, fairly hungry, sun burnt, tired and wondering. Id bid farewell to the Colombian friends in the Bolivian border a day ago. Id said goodbye to Roy about 10 days ago in the Peruvian border. And for the first time in a long long time, I was truly alone and broke.

Id lost my wallet in Peru, my own stupidity. Roy had left his credit card with me. But, my stupidity did not end with just losing the wallet. When I crossed over from Bolivia to Chile, reluctantly, I forgot to exchange Bolivian currency for Chilean. I thought I was safe with a credit card and a 10 dollar note I had. Well well well.. the ATMs did not work. The 10 dollar bought me a night at the youth hostel and nothing more. Credit card forgery (signing as Roy to buy a bus tikcet), some startvation and lot of yearning to see things I couldn’t afford is how I landed up passing the day.

I was quite miserable that day. I remember. I wanted to eat and hang out with people. I wanted to ride a quad bike into the dunes. I think I even wanted to go to the Valley of the moon to see the sunset. Something like that… But, I had no money. For the first time in a long time, I really knew what it felt like to be totally broke. Walking around aimlessly with truly empty pockets seemed like an experience every backpacker would go through sometime or the other. You turn them upside down and you’d see sand trickle out… But, its also pretty distrubing. That day, I did not see any positives. I was just cranky, hungry and tired. I cried a lot. I just wanted to board the bus to a city where I would meet friends and eat good food. In the entire 7 month trip, if there was one day I moped a lot, it was Nov 23rd.

Why do I remember this today? I wandered into office at around 9 30 am and its a monday. For the first few minutes, I make my coffee and just stare at my laptop watching the white screen turn partially red with the highlighted unread mails. As this turns into a blur, my mind wanders and lands up with collages of landscapes from my trip a year ago. Yes… this morning, I looked at the date on the mailbox and sipped coffee. And it was a dusty blur. The images were all a dusty blur like the sand storm in San Pedro De Atacama. And I was alone in the office, with the whrrrrrring sound of the air con keeping me company.

Shit.. what a long way….. Im not broke. Im not alone. But, Im in a cold cubilcle wishing I was alone and broke in a dust strom.

I would have spent the day very differently, smiling and carelessly strolling around had I known I was going to be sitting in a freezing office a year from now.

… And only our lives haven’t changed…

Its been 7 years in sales and marketing or a little more than that…. Yeah it itches alright. And its been that long at the market research conference that happens every year.

Year 1 .. Excited roukee in marketing. Enthusiastically reached on time and took notes.

Year 2.. Still fairly excited. Reached on time but networked with other brand managers and had lots of black coffee.

Year 3.. Switched companies. So went back to meet old colleagues and Bitch about life. Drank lots of black coffee.

Year 4.. Went a little before first coffee break and left after lunch.

Year 5 or 6 .. Think I was blissfully away in south america and away from the marketing world.

Year 7… Back to the grind. Met some more old colleagues, drank coffee, blogged abt it and planning to leave after lunch.

Topic of day: changing consumers, changing lives, changing marketing.

Oh god. Why doesn’t our life change?