The chronicles of the Soft(ware)Man

One fine day, somewhere near nearby, in a glass cubicle in the periphery of electronic city, a top secret conversation is going on:

Manager : Today lets focus on your productivity. As you can see on the board, your productivity is on the down slide. Any reasons why?

Softman: (Oh god! why does this SOB need to talk about the same shit daily? Doesn't he have a life)

The stuck up AssHole (SUAH): Sir, its due to the bad quality of requirements we are getting

Manager:  If the quality of the requirements is bad, then you need to make them better

Softman: (Oh god! Whats the time now)

SUAH: Sir, but will the work done on the requirements be included in our productivity?

Softman: Do not be driven by productivity, keep the client happy by giving them quality deliverables. That is the key

Softman: (Why am I here? Shall i pretend to faint)

  

SUAH: But Sir, should I focus on productivity or quality?

Manager: What the hell are you talking about? Do what I say

Softman: (There you go, take that answer and stick it up your nose, hahahah)

SUAH: Sorry Sir

Softman: (Waking up, suddenly) Sir, if he can't do it, I'll take up the initiative of doing this job.

Manager: Very good, my boy. This is what is called being proactive. I don't know what is wrong with some people these days (staring at the SUAH)

Softman: (Sniggering, huh, Amateur!)

So once again. Softman did it. He made someone else look like shit in front of the boss, without much effort. He did it! The corpo-sphere can be peaceful again.

Thank you, Softman!

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are fictional. Resemblance to anybody is purely coincidental (I am sure many people can relate to this story, but believe me, its all a figment of my imagination)