A pound of axle grease, demands my Shylock.....

They call this the knowledge economy, and words like IT boom, sensational salaries and out of the world stock options are bandied about like crazy...but here's where the myths are exposed to reveal the real beneficiaries of the current way of life...

Are you ready for this...its auto - mechanics...

As was witnessed by yours truly, whose rear wheel gave way after a party at US Pizzas in Adyar. I was with a friend when...phuss...the tire flopped. We wheeled the bike for a while in search of the above "persona demandana" and were kindly redirected to a mechanic shop at the signal.

The mechanic, on hearing us out, gave us a truly venomous look as he spat on the side of the road, picked up his spanners and set out on the mission - to repair the BOSS

My intrepid friend attempted a conversation with the mechanic:

Mani: it must be a tough job, being a mechanic

Mechanic : grumble grumble

Mani : are you working for someone?

Mechanic: yes grumble

mani: why dont you start on your own?

Mechanic : poda ...*** grumble grumble

It was a very enlightening conversation. After it we preferred silence. The mechanic grumblingly repaired the puncture and we paid him 50 bucks (nightlight robbery) and took the bike away...