The Convention (Ab)Use

Social Media

"Hmm, it's rather quiet today. Well, that's good," said Rajeev to himself. He shut his car door as he put his phone to his ears. "I'm here now, okay. Yes, I've seen the car. Yes, I'm coming." He walked past a side of the building and spotted through the glass, his friends, sitting in the corner. The Cholai now seemed larger as he walked in to the room. It was close to being empty.

The friends welcomed him.

"It's just annoying the way things have turned out so far," said Wes.

"It's probably a good thing you were not there Raj. You'd have gotten angry. Then you'd have been shot." Wes chuckled.

"It's increasingly looking like they'll get off scot-free," said Neha. "This reminds me of that guy, that diplomat who hit a police car. The dude was drunk and yet the police couldn't do jack."

"Well, what can they do really?" said Judy "If his immunity isn't waived, there's not much they could have done. The time a US helicopter landed on our office premises, all we could do was ask what was going on. The guys were diplomats. Why they thought they could just fly over anybody's space and then land is beyond me."

"Look, forget all this immunity nonsense," said Rajeev. "I can't stand seeing that stick of a man get away completely scot-free. He is not getting away without some trouble. I'd punch that guy if I see him again."

"Yeah, and get yourself in serious trouble," replied Judy.

"Well, he's gotten in worse before," said Wes.

"That wouldn't be such a bad idea," said Edward. "With a good disguise, You could pull it off. You know, pretend you're blind and hit him with a cane or something."

"Hahaha," laughed Wes. "Look guys, we have to do something. How about we set up a Facebook page. You know, social media is powerful, we make some fuss."

"Hmmm, yeah, and share the experience on Twitter too," interjected Neha.

"Yeah, why not. We can do that right now," said Rajeev.

"Yeah, a Facebook group, campaign thingy or one of these online petition sites, just to mention what has happened," added Wes.

"What, are you going to do that on your phone now?" said Edward. "By the way Wes, you know you need a proper smart phone, like a proper smart person, not that coloured screen thing you carry."

Wes rolled his eyes, sighed.

"Come on, I don't mean now, and I'.."

"But I have my PC in the car," said Rajeev. "We can do it right now. There's no need to wait any more," exclaimed Rajeev as he made circles with his hands. He got up and made for the exit.

"Ooh, I need one more drink," said Edward. "I love this Cholai stuff." Ed got up and made his way to the bar.

"I'll come with you," said Wes.

"Vinod's not here," said Judy. "Remember you're driving."

They made their way to the bar.

"Yessir, the usual?" asked the bartender. He was looking at Wes as he spoke.

"What usual?" replied Wes with a smile. "It's only my second time here and you've already given me a usual." Wes made quote signs with his fingers as he said usual.

"Hahaha, I like this guy. He knows what I want and I didn't even ask," said Edward nodding his head.

The bartender smiled as he prepared the drink. Rajeev walked back in to the room and approached them at the bar. All three made their way back to the corner. Rajeev set up his PC and logged on to Facebook.

"You will hear from us by the weekend." Wes did an impression of the man who spoke to them at the consulate. "What lies! None of us were contacted. When I called, I was just put in a loop with some lovely computer voice and jazz music. Waste of my call credit."

"Mine was worse, I wasn't even answered at all," added Edward. "I called thrice and there was no answer."

"You will hear from us by the weekend." Wes did the impression again. The act got the others laughing. "What rubbish!"

"Alright, let's do this online thing," said Rajeev.

*been a while, just over a month now but I'm pleased to have another chapter*