IdentityMine

 

When I tell people I’m going to India, they get excited, and they think that will be a fun adventure. Then I tell them I’ll be in India for almost a year. At this point, most people get a blurry eyed look as their mouth drops open with the comment “11 months ?”. I normally have to repeat that to people once or twice before they actually believe me. Once they are sure I’m totally insane, then everything seems to make sense to them. Or, perhaps when I tell them I’m in India to work for the company IdentityMine (IdentityMine.com) as a Computer Consultant on Microsoft’s latest technologies, it makes it easier for them to understand.

 

So now that I’m only partially insane, and I’ve become less of a potential physical threat, they start asking questions about the work I’m doing. Since there may be a few readers who know nothing about computers, I’ll just say that Microsoft is developing a new Windows Operating system which has some really cool shipping with it called Windows Presentation Foundation (WPF). I’ve been working at Microsoft for the last 2 years on WPF. I think that is all any needs to know for now or I will get labeled as a geek or some other high school name I don’t want to be associated with.

 

When I found out that IdentityMine had a company in Kochi India, and that team needed a consultant in WPF. I offered my services, and they accepted. I still don’t think they know there are some great beaches in Kochi, or they would not have sent me. I normally fall asleep while sun bathing on the beach, and sleep can really hinder a person’s productivity. For those who are not getting this joke, it’s hard to sleep and work at the same time.

 

IdentityMine even offered to pay for my stay at the Riverdale Resort including meals. The big con never went so smoothly. You may think I’m crazy for telling you all this because the IM exec’s will find out, but if they didn’t know about the beach in Kochi, I’m sure they don’t read blogs either. Although if I find myself actually doing work for these folks, I may have under estimated them. I guess we’ll see if I can stay one step ahead of them.

 

So now that you think you know why I’m here for eleven months, and I may seem more sane at this point, I’ll show you where I’m supposed to be working on the occasionally rainy day.

 

 

IdentityMine is on the 3 rd floor, and they take up about half the floor space. I included the side picture to show the length of the building for a size perspective.

 

The cars are very small here due to the traffic and roads. I’ll post on that later. The Hyundia dealer ship is next door to the IdentityMine building.

 

 

To get to the IdentityMine office, it starts at the entry. This makes sense to me as an entry is defined as a place to enter. I’m find this concept easy to understand. Where I get confused is with exits, because exits can also be and entry, and the question becomes should I walk backward out of an exit entry, and am I coming or going. It’s very confusing.

 

There is an elevator to the left and stairs to the right. I find the stairs a more common means of travel as the elevator seems to pretentious to me.  There is also some sightseeing  while going up the stairs which starts with the painting in the entry way.

 

 

Here are other paintings as I go up the stairs.

 

I’m guessing these are not paintings done by famous artists from India, but I sense a theme from the local artists around obtaining happiness through bathroom fixtures.

 

Once I reach the 3^rd and top floor, I have to go through security checks to get into the office. The guy you see walking toward, pulling up his belt and ready to do some foreign body sand bag tossing (very popular in France or with someone French), politely greeted me and let me into the facility. I think I would have felt better if I had been frisked, cuffed, and pushed around while a background check was being done – just like residents in L.A face every day. This security guy was more like a Walmart greeter.

 

Now that I’m through the 7 foot steel plated door, having gone through multiple eye, finger and other body part scans to verify my identity, I was able to see the offices.

 

 

Here is Regi’s office. He is the main exec, and he doesn’t know why I’m here either.

 

Here is a panoramic view from the office. If you swing your head left to right to get the full effect, try not to get motion sickness.

 

 

I caught these folks sneaking a possibly unauthorized lunch in the lunch room during lunch time. They may be smiling now, but when they had to pay me 100 rupee each to keep me from telling Regi about their clandestine lunch, those upside down frowns turned right side up. Of course Regi will never find out about this because Exec’s don’t read blogs.

 

I actually decided to stay and do some work that day even though it was sunny because these really were some nice people. They have been a joy to work with, and I have nothing bad to say about them as long as they keep paying my not too.

 

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