We used to hang out, lunch outs, crack a few jokes out. We were friends. Or so I thought. The moment you got that position, we celebrated you. We were with you. You were with us. Or so we thought. We were okay for a few months, give or take. It’s in the succeeding months,
I wasn’t just a cadet engineer back in 2012 but an editor-in-chief of our supposedly-department-newsletter. It wasn’t published due to some constraints (let’s just leave it at that). I guess the purpose of this post is to tell everyone how a person with no editorial-know-how (aka yours truly) have come up with such a complex output.