In times of economic crises and dwindling bank balances I wonder how the samosa industry in India is doing? Judging by the consumption rate in my office- I should think the Unclejis might just be making a little dough (both for the samosas and themselves). The 30 something people who work in my office never cease to have a voracious appetite and it has caught on with me too. Luckily, in times of monetary crises, I do not always have to spend money for these delicious alooness. But what goes around comes around...
It happens like this: My office seems to share a certain invisible committee for convincing people to 'treat' others. This concept, I am sure, only exists in India. We find a reason to pin on someone so he/she can open up his wallet and fund the samosas/jalebis/gulab jamun or whatever else the rest of the office requests. The reasons start from someone's wife's father's dog's birthday to someone having purchased a shiny looking helmet to someone's neighbour having bought a new car. Really, there is no logic to this invisible committee picking on any particular 'victim'...
So it happens, everyday at 4 p.m, our dedicated office boy walks over to Aggarwal/Bikaner/Unclejis' sweets and puts in an order for 'Thees Samosas aur thees 'sweets' and comes back with a bag full of oily-goodness. We do have some health conscious homosapiens who tried to bring in a huge change to this tradition by ordering in momos. But lets just say it didn't go down very well (in every sense of the term)....
And today's batch has just arrived....
It happens like this: My office seems to share a certain invisible committee for convincing people to 'treat' others. This concept, I am sure, only exists in India. We find a reason to pin on someone so he/she can open up his wallet and fund the samosas/jalebis/gulab jamun or whatever else the rest of the office requests. The reasons start from someone's wife's father's dog's birthday to someone having purchased a shiny looking helmet to someone's neighbour having bought a new car. Really, there is no logic to this invisible committee picking on any particular 'victim'...
So it happens, everyday at 4 p.m, our dedicated office boy walks over to Aggarwal/Bikaner/Unclejis' sweets and puts in an order for 'Thees Samosas aur thees 'sweets' and comes back with a bag full of oily-goodness. We do have some health conscious homosapiens who tried to bring in a huge change to this tradition by ordering in momos. But lets just say it didn't go down very well (in every sense of the term)....
And today's batch has just arrived....
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