Met a customer in the morning.
As usual, every building has the security check. Search my handbag, scan my body, politely smile and call me Madam.
Their elevator doesn't have floor buttons, you choose the company's name at the first floor, the instruction screen shows a number of the elevator, you go take that elevator, it send you to the company directly. I can't tell which floor they are on.
The meeting was at first interesting, then boring. I was the least important person for the meeting, so I called my agent to arrange another WH tour tomorrow. Sad....they are winning the market and I could only check boxes. I was thinking maybe I should enter the "core business" instead of working in the supporting group for the rest of my life.
Had veg sandwich for lunch, tasty. Then another meeting with another customer. The India's market is growing....
Spent 4 hours only working on the last two days emails. Easy. Thanks to my back up workmates, they help a lot.
Had dinner at hotel again, one plate of pasta cost 1245Rupee.
My workmate was playing weibo on cell phone at dinner, we said we should learn how to sing the song that Kev posted, so we can sing that to her. Funny lyric.
What else? I saw nothing in Mumbai. Tomorrow will try to see something-if we got some time left from work.
I will miss two things:
1\the dancing and singing for festival celebrating. Most of the festival is in Q3.
2\the home of an Indian. What is it like?
The handsome American guy is back to HK. Met another male workmate in Mumbai office, he is not handsome, not attractive, now girls, no comment on guys any more.
Taj Mahal in my D60.