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My trip to the Dept of Pharmaceuticals for an 11:30 appt with Davendra Chaudhary went like this:

11:20: Arrived at "Employee Gate" and denied entrance
11:22: Arrived at "General Gate" and waited then signed in
11:24: Arrived at Inner Entrance 2, scanned belongings, waited to sign in, and was told I had to Entrance 3
11:25: Arrived at Inner Entrance 3, waited to sign in, singed in, scanned belongings and proceeded to Davendra Chaudhary's office
11:30: Waited for elevator and went to Floor 3, was re-directed to Floor 2
11:33: Went to Ashok Kumar's office, found out he and Chaudhary were meeting inside and was re-directed to wait in Davendra Chaudhary's office on Floor 3
11:40: Found Davendra Chaudhary's office and was told to wait
11:42: Saw mouse run behind covered box in a poorly ventilated sitting area
11:50: Was summoned by Chaudhary's PA in the adjoining office area
11:55: "Peon" was sent to Ashok Kumar's office with note, explaining my presence in Chaudhary's office
11:57: "Peon" returned, explaining Kumar and Chaudhary could not see me
11:58: Chaudhary's PA told me to go home because Chaudhary had a noon appt and would not be able to see me. PA requested me to fax a request for a new mtng. I explained that Chaudhary had requested the mtng originally and I would return only once Chaudhary confirmed he did, in fact, want a meeting. I was asked, once again, to fax a request.
12:07: Auto driver agreed to drive me home for Rs 50
12:42: Missed call from Chaudhary's office
12:45: Auto driver gave me Rs 20 change on a Rs 100 bill, claiming he had told me Rs 80 when I got into the auto
1:01: I saw missed call and spoke with Chaudhary, requesting me to come for a mtng. I politely informed him I could not return today and requested another time. We scheduled for Wed.
1:15: Chaudhary's PA called back to inform me Wed is a holiday and to prepone the mtng to Mon, 11 AM

Round 2 commences Monday morning . . .

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