Just One of My Unfortunate Events

     In 2017 summer, before started to study for YKS exam, I was working at a small family restaurant called "Çorbacı Yasin". It was 10 hours a day. From 7 a.m to 5 p.m but a lot of fun and very exhausting at the same time. The location of the Çorbacı was very close to my home and because of that, I was using my bicylce to go there. But then again, as always, unfortunate events were hunting me.

     It was a normal day of work. I woke up at 6.15 am, dressed up, ate my breakfast and went to the basement to take my bicylce. After 10 minutes of riding, I arrived to Çorbacı, parked my bicylce and I was ready to work. There was some usual things that I needed to do every morning. I did those works and of course, there was some customers to see about also. After that, as I was doing other jobs, my boss called me and he said that he wanted to wash outside of the restaurant. I agreed and we started to work together. I was using the brush and he was using the waterspout. After the washing, he said he wanted to wash other side of the restaurant where I parked my bicylce every morning. He went there and asked me if I parked my bicylce to another place. "No" I replied. I went to there and I saw a broken chain which I was using to lock the bicylce. I was shocked. After that, we searched it on the cameras and found out the sad truth. The thives were a bunch of Syrian children. We saw from the cameras that they used pliers to cut the chain lock and I am still asking myself why they were carrying pliers... And I think I know the answer. Your luck Türker. 

    Another fun fact, this was the second bicycle that was stolen from us. Next time, I will use Steel chains. 😒

Lost Friendships

I would love to write important things about friendship but actually I am not in my mood today. Do you guys know the feeling that makes you sad? I am talking about old friendships. You know, like in the elemantary school. Exactly. I know the bad feeling that you are feeling right now. You are asking yourself that "I used to have a really close friend but we do not talk or see each other anymore." And now you are wondering "why we do not see each other?". Maybe your roads were different. Or luck? Bad memories? Life conditions? Nonsense... I do not understand the logic here. If you are really close friends, you do not have to cut everything between you guys. I was watching a film a couple of days ago. Then suddenly I asked myself " what is my old really close friend Berkay doing in these days?" I searched his name on some social media pages, and I found out that he was hanging out with his other elemantary school friends in Trabzon. The friends that he met after me. I felt upset. Because we were to close. Like a brother. At least, I was thinking like that. But it turned out to be it was not I think. Now, I do not know what he is doing. I found his Twitter account and I sended a follow request last week, and I am still waiting. I hope we will contact soon... 

Countdown Memory

    Hello readers and visitors. I could not find anything to tell you this week. Because of that, I will be telling you one of my odd childhood adventures. It is not a huge story. It is just one of my silly memories. But it means a lot to me. Because as far as I remember, it was the first bad thing we did with my big brother.

    We were naughty children back then. Like a normal kids in a normal day, we ate our breakfast that our mother had prepared, and dressed up for school. To arrive school, we need walk 35-40 second approximately. So it was quite easy for us to go to school back then. However, while we were going downstairs, instead of going to school, my brother said " I really do not want to go to school today. I think i will go to internet cafe."  Firstly, i was surprised but after it sounded fun and i said that i want to go with him too. After getting out from the building, we changed our way to go to İnternet Cafe. Because our neigborhood was small and everybody might recognize us. So we walked a little bit more and arrived to İnternet Cafe. We played some games with my brother and near to 12 o'clock, we prepared to return to home. When we arrived our home, we knew that our mother will not be at home that day. So we went to upstairs but i was a bit exhausted and I could not keep up my brother. He opened the door and suddenly our mother opened the door. She started to scream to my brother. She was very angry. But i managed to escape. I did not have any watch or phone to look at the Time. I did not know what to do. Then i decided to go to fountain because nobody can see me there. I went there and started to count. I counted 30 minute from my mind which means 1800 second. After the long counting process, i went to home like nothing happened.
   

     My brother was punished. I was really sorry for him when i was playing with computer which he cannot for 7 days. I really was. Because he did not fink on me. From that day to this, we still make things like that.