Shit happens.

It is the annual appraisal time. And mine is the only company where you stand a chance of reducing the already insignificant salary after having worked for another year.
So I had a discussion(that's what my PM calls it) with my PM last week.But it wasn't much of a discussion when you look at it.It was ,as usual, a one way volley of words. Words that came charging at me relentlessly. If there was anything that I said(this itself was rare),it was called a debate.And in my organization we encourage discussions and not debates. Much is made about the words that we utter.Not much other than endless jabber and meetings happen in my project,so I think my PM definitely had a point when he termed my views as debates.He started with my accomplishments and obviously there wasn't much I had achieved in his eyes.When it came to my deficiencies(which we call areas of improvement here) there was no end.And to top it all,after so much,I didn't even know how I was rated.I was given a floating point number and assigned to one of the Inetger point someones(Thank you Chetan Bhagat) category. And the rest as they say is history.Nothing can change this rating,no matter how I cry.
By the way, the adjacent picture aptly depicts how people at the bottom have to bear with all they shit upon them,courtesy the people at the top.