Batch Day

Our Department Batch Day finally got over. It was a time when all our department became one, as a single unit or batch ... all right, I quit ... this ain't a report !

Point No.1 ... The cake was incredibly good ....

But all that was pointlessly wasted ... though licking the creeam was yummyy ...

We had real fun plastering cakes on friends and squeezing out Frooty on unsuspecting nerds. The point is that we had solid fun for over a period of 2 hours.

After that came the real headache ... in our quest of finding out the supreme tarzan in banana throwing we had actually created quite a mess spanning the entire corridor that even Kingkong would have been appreciated.

It was especially when I in an inordinately slow time-freeze aimed an Frooty ballistic missile at my friend, when inexplicably It missed and fell straight at the feet of the caretaker who choose just that movement to enter the warzone. 

And then started the retreat ... People mysteriously started to disappear ... A thick mixture of that costly chocolate cake and the frooty adorned the floor . I looked around. Found very few souls ... all with the same expression of innocence just like me ... So, much for friends through thick and thin .

We then reluctantly started Operation Cleanup. A couple of girls willingly took the broom and started it. Guys soon gallantly started flooding the entire mess. The water and broom did remove the upper layer but we still had the core remaining which was gradually showing its own effect. Though the cake and frooty both had smelt very nice alone ... together it became something like our bench guys ...

After cleaning up, we had managed to limit the damage. With dreams of an possible impending enquiry, we began to disperse .

So much for a quiet and decent celebration ... though I agree I loved the celebs ...

Rock on ...