Office Politics/Gastro Politics

One night, my boss in India asked me to stay the night at the office so she and I could work late on a big grant application and not have to worry about getting home late. We did end up getting some work done, but there was also a wedding across the street, so our work ended at a certain point.

We spent the rest of the evening talking about our friends and families and eating Indian ramen (Maggi Noodles). We slept in the front room of the office (actually the top flat of an apartment building) on the two mattresses we normally sat on during the workday.

Because we had slept at the office, we wouldn’t be able to bring food for lunch like usual. There wasn’t much by way of quality eating in the neighborhood and my boss Dipti asked our office assistant Sunil to bring food for all 3 of us from home the next day, so we could still have a home-cooked meal. When lunch time came though, it...