Production Support - The best a man can get

Well right when u are staring down the endless array of dishes ,laundaries to take ...surmising on the meaninglesness of life and the vacuosness in you.........Work Beckons!!! Enter - PRODUCTION SUPPORT Oh! How much i hate this job........same saga i sing ....monday mornings,friday evenings,saturday nights......sunday afternoons....Inspite of the monetary benevolence it offers,it comes down upon you quite cruely especially when u least expect. PS invigorates this totally different persona in me.....kinda like the sword for Heman,underwear for Superman and the pager for Tyre............well Tyre thats a different story altogether.....maybe some other day.... Frankly all these cheap bollywood flicks used to give me a amusing sweat - Crippled hero battling it out on the wheel chair while the "blind" chick executing double somersaults blind folded (People who know me ..that was intentional ;-) ) over the electric line.......well admit therotically feasible in kerala from 7-7:30 but Mumbai.........yeah right!Gimme a break will yall !! But i am changed man now.Two years of production support has taught me that all this are not just ludicrous,empty headed,floatatious summer pop corn stunts but screaming realities soaked up in all its vivid colours............well considered to things i do after late night pages..All this is just childs play!!! You see over this past couple of years i have cultivated this unique ability to identify the pagers beep from a maze of other sounds.Well if its food for Mr .Kumb......its the sweet stoping melody of Motorola A05 for Tyre........ho!! how much i adore it ......esp at 2 am after 4 rounds of beer....... Well my boss is the best person to know.....come morning...he is waiting with the question....."Did u get a page the last night".........urs truly...in all this modesty and innocence......"How did u know"...Well i caught a cold, sneezing all night .........."Dang"........ In the pit darkness of wee hours,my extra auditory perceptions guides me to to the destination....... be it under the pillow,inside the cookie box...or just cooling of in the refrigirator.In the process i jump over all man made hurdles.....tangling cables.....edgy speakers...hot iron boxes....(modems..mp3 playes...kinda all that i have got.....just letting u all know and available too just in case)...and on rare ocassions a human being...well i come to know that early enough...its a different kind on noise.......Lucky i dont have dog ....... Yesterday was quite eventful - After a dramatic weekend of late night action,avid production support and early delivery......talking of work u perverts....i reach office all spirited and charming......(well talking of charming......for those who dont know me.....I am among the priviledged few,the almight has gifted profusely - Talent,glamour,vigour,figure whatever u can imagine......i too imagine.......couldnt sleep a wink yesterday watching all these dreams.....life is tough).....and not to mention the occasion love bites.......mosquitos ofcourse....Serously dudes..the last thing my roomie would have wanted is to come all the way down to US to get malaria....u see he has a knack of getting along with mosquitos......totally a different league.........walks to the beat of this own drum. But then the purpose of this writing..............Any early pensions for Production support......special protection acts?????