The corporate world is like entering the Mautka Kua, the well of death. Every day, you're on your allegorical motorcycle, racing around in circles, battling gravity, and hoping to stay from crashing. What's at risk here? Cheers if you thrive, and scars (or worse) if you fall. And, like the crowd at the Mautka Kua, your coworkers and superiors are either rooting for you or watching to see if you slip. But corporate life is more than just stunts; it is an amusement park of personalities and chaos. You've got the snakes, those coworkers that smile at you but sharpen their fangs behind your back. Some people are like calm workhorses; they never stop working to earn excellence yet keep a positive mindset. Some give up weekends, come first, leave last, and make apologies to their families. Their efforts go unappreciated; however, they are the ones who help others, share knowledge, and do the job without seeking anything in return. You will also encounter teething and fetching ball dogs following people where there is a benefit. They wag their tails at everyone and follow orders from their bosses. Some keep gnawing the rubber ball (saying ill of others to get that place). Some men and women, like the sneaking neighbourhood aunties and uncles on the balcony, judge every woman who passes by, slandering their looks, outfits, and morality. They feel that women are promoted based on their looks, chatting style, and the people they know, and not for skills or contributions. The corporate world often ignores talent due to shallow judgments. But for every snake, there is a jewel. Rare coworkers that make the monotony bearable, even enjoyable. They bring laughter and closeness, turning everyday tasks into moments of sanity. Maybe a chai/coffee partner! That coworker will always stand by and genuinely want you to succeed. Then there's corporate discipline—the subtle norms for how to speak, act, and avoid sensitive, political, and spiritual minefields. It gradually moulds you. You speak in official tones, nod slowly, and find yourself saying, "Let's circle back on this." Corporate life teaches you manners, professionalism, and how to exist in even the smallest corner of a global culture. This book is my confession and celebration of the lovely mess that is corporate life. We've all had wins that felt like discovering a hidden dinosaur egg, as well as failures that etched scars deeper than a Jurassic Park rampage. If you've ever felt like the corporate hustle was like a T-Rex hunting you on, you're not alone. This is your survival handbook, your hilarious sidekick, and perhaps a funhouse mirror that mirrors your own crazy, prehistoric journey. So, hold on, and let's ride this crazy corporate circus together. Remember, whether you're receiving a standing ovation or nursing a few battle scars, you're not alone in this. If not, there is tea I am a tea person—call me "T"! - Thank you, Preetham (my ex-colleague and an athlete friend), for the name. With courage, humour, and lots of lessons (and maybe a few bruises).