The book of Job

Hallelujah people....
Gosh...It's been ages ain't it......well to be frank its been really a long time since my brow shone with honest sweat....Officially I have been languishing on my plush sofa for five months now....
Golly...things are relative aren't they.....these five months just flew by....and it is not as if I don't want to put my nose to the grindstone...I mean just the other day I had gone to an interview , which lasted for around 15 minutes.....
It would be not wrong to say that the interviewer was plainly not ready to buy my story of giving a shot at technical writing....She was plainly seen pursing her lips and saying to herself, "what has come over kids these days.....He is a developer of software and what bally cheek to try out for technical writing....."
My understanding however had been " how difficult can it be.......I have technical knowledge and I have been told that I write passably....."
Not even my french cut(I refer to the fungal growth on my face here) impressed her.....
After this I was escorted to a room wherein I was told to write a manual to help rural people toast their bread into a crisp browny finish.....
Its a theory.... that more intelligent the person the more irrelevant questions fire through the cerebellum when a seemingly important task is at hand....
Well....As you will soon see...I was no exception :P......
Firstly.....why toast??...If I am not wrong the staple diet of farmers has never been bread.....it has always been the Indian substitute of bread that they prefer....
As far as I know village folks are smart and not specific of the urban niceties ....I will never be able to convince him (the villager) that keeping aside the "roti" he should opt for the more anglicized version version of it.....
He would laugh on my face or at least spit on the side and look askance at me.....
Coming back to the test....if we cant convince our target customer as to the utility of the product itself.....how can we impose the user manual on him.....
Sort of like giving the jack of spades to the player who obviously had made it plain through his secretive signals that ,it is the ace of hearts that his heart coveteth....(kinda neat eh?)
In spite of such genuine issues being unaddressed....I put my shoulder to the wheel.....and rambled on about how to plug the wire to the mains without hurting oneself.....made me feel real silly.:P...
As the document proceeded, I tried to assume an apologetic overtone, sort of to say "Rural guy...I am really sorry to write this bilge as if you don't know a thing about electricity....but if its any consolation , I have full respect for your mental capabilities and just in case this manual finds its way into your hands , I wash away all responsibilities and would like to point an accusing finger towards the corporate bosses who made me write this"
I finished the test with an editing process , which made my head hurt even more than I thought it could .....it was about the relationship between a heat exchanger and a mechanic who operates it.....
apparently the heat exchanger had a nasty way of throwing in the towel at the most inopportune moment(like all women :P)
and it was the duty of the mechanic to pacify it with cooling mixtures and a complete overhaul (spiritual equivalent to the roses-and-chocolate sequence employed by a smitten lover)
Well after all this brouhaha, i was told to wait and put my faith on stars :P .......
Well for now I just hope that even if i get the job.....they would give me something fun to write ....like writing an operating manual for nail polish remover to be used by the natives of Zambia...:P......