Someone Stamped My Office Chair…💀 | Mumbai Diary Day 27

Welcome back to Day 27 of my daily Mumbai diaries! 🪑💥 If you're new here: I’m Tara, a junior architect working at an interior design studio in Mumbai, documenting the unfiltered, chaotic realities of corporate life and adulting in the city. Today’s episode reaches a whole new level of petty workplace nonsense. After returning from lunch to put away my tiffin and get back to work, I noticed ink stamp marks deliberately pressed onto the seat of my office chair. Most people might quietly grab a tissue, wipe it off, and ignore it. Not me. Staying silent is an open invitation for people to walk all over you and test your limits as a newer employee. Instead, I called the office didi, marched across the floor, and loudly demanded CCTV footage so every single person—from the gossiping coworkers to the Principal Architect—knew exactly what happened. The entire studio froze in dead silence. I made sure whoever thought they could pull passive-aggressive stunts got the message loud and clear: do not mess with me. The wildest part? Since that scene, everyone has suddenly become remarkably polite and sweet. Sometimes making noise is the only language corporate bullies understand. If you've ever dealt with weird, petty antics at work and had to put your foot down, hit Like, Comment, and Subscribe! See you tomorrow! ❤️ #mumbaivlog #mumbaidiaries #PettyWorkplace #officedrama #architectlife #CorporateBullying #settingboundaries #dayinmylife