Life XL Size | A-Z Of Placement Process
Year after years, generation after generations, everything else on the campus comes to a screeching standstill. We call it the placement season. XL-culture manifests itself in its divine unadulterated form when throat cutting competition is lubed with pampering and support. Presenting the A-Z of this extravaganza which, invariably, makes some eyes well up with satisfaction while shattering some dreams forever.
The terminologies might vary across B-schools. But the essence remains the same everywhere.
A- Attendance Call: You smoke that puff, chew that mint, make that phone call, read that report, cross those fingers, take that breath and pee those pants.
B- ‘Bahot companies hain be. Load mat le.’: You aren’t getting shortlists for hours. The guy next to you has got eight. It is then when this quote of the season suddenly finds its way to you through every piehole you come across.
B- ‘Bahadur Bhaiya, please report at the Logs desk.’: For some weird reason not even known to Team Logs, Bahadur Bhaiya is more sought after than the Placecom Secy.
C- Cactus Tree: The official band of XLRI. All vocalists. The wake up call. Masterpieces include ‘Chad gaya upar re’, ‘Choli ke peechhe kya hai’ and ‘Mujhko Ranaji’ among others.
C- Controls: Wannabe Godfathers beating the same old offer-refuse quote to death for ages now. Hugest contributors to Indian GDP through BishuDa. Pastimes include drawing lines and dots on pink sheets.
C- CV: A4 size tissue papers for company representatives. Also used for shortlisting.
C- CRISP: The unsung heroes. The thankless CEOs.
D: Day 0/1/2: Larger the number, more widened the a-hole.
E- Extended shortlist: This is when you start believing that God exists and that He’s one hell of a sadist.
F- Final round shortlist: The closest you can get to a job and still not get it.
G- Group Discussion: You say it best when you say nothing at all.
H- Holding Area: Best compared to a public toilet. Who’s outside wants to get in. Who’s in dies to get out.
I- Interview: The Gadha-Baap metaphor.
J- Job Loss: The disease with no cure known to man.
K- ‘Kat gaya, bey.’: Your favourite reply to any question asked to you regardless of the context.
L- Logs: A superset of Cactus Tree. Job description includes watching movies with earplugs, waking up people and lying to corporate bigshots to stall process on Placecom’s behest. (I was a Logger :D)
L- Long term goals: Sawaal Dus Crore Ka. You know nothing about it. The interviewer knows that you know nothing about it. You know that the interviewer knows that you know nothing about it. You still bullshit. He laughs inside.
M- Master CV: The sum total of what you haven’t done in your life and have managed to get it verified.
N- Notice Board: A wooden whore copulated by a Controls guy every two minutes.
O- Offer: Orgasm.
P- Placecom: Secret Service that never lets truth get in the way of 24-carat haggling. Activities include talking in hushed voices and oscillating in suits with no destination.
P- Pecking: Placecom sponsored Viagra leading to some serious KLPD. Contemporary Swayamvara.
P- Psychometric Test: Brainchild of the mind-numbingly important department of Human Resources. Purpose unknown.
Q- Questions: Cues that start the noble phenomenon of lying. Also, what company representatives are obliged to do in between cigarette breaks and hitting-on-the-HR-chick sessions.
R- ‘Random process hai bey.’: The usual reponse to ‘Kat Gaya Bey’. Normally followed by ‘Sutta maarega?’
S- Small Audi: World’s most densely populated space capsule with all basic amneties inside for survival. Mating ground for Controls.
T- ‘Tell me something about yourself’: In this very order, these five words spell doom. HR’s idea of a full-tossed delivery which, in essence, is a beamer.
T- ‘Tera nahi hoga toh kiska hoga?’: Intended to be a rhetorical question. Answered by ‘Skirt waali ka’.
U- ‘Uski kahan lagi?’: An inexplicable obsession with people you think are less deserving.
V- Verifier: The God who you never bother to talk to after the process.
W- Well Call: A cue to go missing. Usually followed by a quick phone call to Logs.
W- ‘Walk me through your CV’: A manifestation of the height of laziness. A lesser evil than ‘Tell me something about yourself’.
X- XL Bonding: Respect! Impossible to explain to someone who hasn’t been through the process.
Y- Y chromosome: An insurpassable handicap.
And when it’s all over, Z- Zzz: The surreal sleep that had been eluding for a month. Usually followed by celebrations of unforeseen dimensions.
Edited on 9th June 2017.