Last Friday, an ex colleague of mine and I were on the facebook chat reminiscing about the old days and this exchange took place.
TSK: Good to recall.. I remember someone told me that you cracked a joke to kid SS
That you named your puppy as Subramanian.
Me: Yes. Fact.
TSK: Yes facts cannot be refuted
TSK: Went through fully. Well written.
And yesterday, another ex colleague who has recently reappeared in my life after more than a quarter of a century, thanks to facebook , and I exchanged some chit chat after I posted these photographs. Please click on the images to get larger resolutions.
Neither were at Bangalore where the dog name story happened. The former was in Madras and the latter in Calcutta. Neither had heard it from me as I had shared it with very few people then.
These two chats coming after more than a quarter century intrigued me and I carried out some investigations as to how they had come to know of the story. I found out that after I had resigned from that employer and left, a lot of speculation was rife in the company and one of the stories was that my attempted humour took a life of its own and was part of the reason for my quitting the company. One particular gentleman claiming to be my confidante spread the story that there was bad blood between me and my boss which was due to the dog’s name. Totally untrue as, after I had left the company my ex boss helped me with a number of business related matters and till today, both of us remain friends.
That joke became a legend after I left because of one man’s false claim to inside knowledge.
14 thoughts on “How A Legend Is Born.”
Gossip can be deadly. I had a similar thing happen recently which I must write about. Your story is very funny in hindsight. And what a handsome family.
Wisewebwoman recently posted..Down the Rabbit Hole
My byline perhaps should now change to “Wisdom by funny hindsight”! And thank you for the compliment about the family.
a great story. in both cases really. i read about “don’t do” too. 😀
actually it’s very silly … that rumor. because anyone KNOWS that it is an honor to have a dog’s name. xo
and i love the pictures of ranjan and manjiree and their own little chutki in it.
tammy j recently posted..moving on old bean
Thank you Tammy.
A former friend of mine suddenly stated making up stories about me over a year ago. Nothing serious, just figments of her imagination that I’m sure she honestly believes. It happens.
Cheerful Monk recently posted..The Beautiful Awful
I am not in any way affected by the rediscovery of that story, but thought to share it with my readers for its banality.
Reminds me about a childhood game, in which children sit in a circle, and one child makes a statement, adding the prompt, “Pass it on!” By the time the last child has a turn, the statement will be entirely changed. Today’s children would not be as easily entertained, I’m sure! (Sigh) Those were simpler times!
I have played that game but this one started off by someone claiming to be in the know of the inner workings of senior management of the company and that is why it spread like wildfire. Since it was so malicious, it spread all the faster!
Where would we be without erroneous gossip? And then we have the opposite – when the true gossip is supposed to be erroneous and dismissed.
Looney recently posted..A multi-cultural funeral
Very true. I can write about some of the latter also.
Chinese whispers spring to mind…
I have people who assume they can read my mind, or that somehow I have not followed tthrough correctly on something and I need to be educated – like in “do it this way…because I know you don’t understand that’s as it should be”…etc.
Yes, this was a sort of Chinese Whisper only with partial truth in it too.
Funny how jokey stories take on a life of their own, and however much you deny them, they carry on being the “truth”. There’s a similar story going the rounds here about how Michael Heseltine “strangled his dog”. He says the story is a distortion and is untrue, but no doubt plenty of people will carry on believing it.
nick recently posted..Happy as I am
What will rumour mills do if people started disbelieving them?
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