Hello All,
Can I start by apologizing for my absence from this public journal of my own adventures, sadly the positive burden of academic work has taken my full creative attention. Also many thanks to my co-contributor Drew for incapacitating me during my absence, it was entertaining. It must be said that upon my return I have realized something, something grand and wonderful. I think it may be a little overdue but it still has a bit of significance.
If I can recollect...
It was a sunny day, from where I woke I gazed upon an illuminating horizon. I thought to myself that today was an important day to wake. It was 11am. I got out of bed and had breakfast, it was Weetbix or to be non-biased square grain patti that tasted like wheat, watched the usual morning stuff ET followed by crap cooking show with Geoff JANNNNZZZZZZZZe. As I looked upon the Tuna man's somewhat impressive skill and his great rapport with that old Women's Weekly lady it came to me that I had to do something better than watching this crap program, and man it was bad. But this was no ordinary day. I had something scheduled, and it was big. It was at 2pm.
So I left the house and began my journey to the city where this most important appointment was. When I arrived I saw that there were many others there as well, in fact there was 200 people there. We were all seated in this big hall with big dinner tables it was as if it were a function only it didn't have any catering or even any music. There were about twelve of us seated together, we all looked at each other nervously as if this was an episode of survivor and one of us had to be eaten. I have to say that they were all dressed so formally, one of them was even wearing a tuxedo kinda like James Bond in "Casino Royale". So it began...one by one, each of the members of the hall were taken for one of one conversations, I looked around as each was taken. Their faces said it all, it was like they were being taken to some kind of torture centre and I can tell you once they were gone they never returned. As I sat on the dining table, seconds became minutes, minutes became hours, boys became men, Hermit man became Treasurer.
As more and more people started to go, I noticed how big the place I was sitting was. Eventually, I was the only one left it was 2 and a half hours, I felt as if I had won something kinda like being on top of the football ladder, it doesn't mean anything when playing finals but gee its good for 5 minutes. I sat alone for 15 minutes contemplating what was going to happen next. Perhaps this was a kind of candid camera scenario, I thought, so I refrained from picking my nose or playing with my ear wax. Eventually a man walked in, this kind of slick dude with his hair tided back he looked like a hot shot of sorts. He asked "Have come you are still here?" and I replied by saying "Well sir, I am the only one left, there is no more in this entire room, 200 people were once here, now there is only...one" And so he said "Very well, you have been patient old one, you shall receive your just dues" From there I finally left this big hall, I was on to Level 2.
From there I went to this small more compact room which was about a twentieth the size of the hall and so we spoke. Finally I was going one on one. He began by asking "So... why are you here?" From there on, something new began, a new journey of self-discovery.
End of Recollection...
From this tiny room it became a place to which Altug was born. It was from this conversation that in May 3 years and 1 month ago today I began work . It still brings great humor that I was the last of those 200 people to get interviewed, that the company picked its Customer Service award recipient last. But who knows how many of those 200 people were successful, where they have gone, what they have become. I often think to myself that if I was the first, second of even second-last person to leave the hall to the next room would I have been as successful? We will never know, but the funniest part of the interview process that I still remember so vividly was when the interviewer asked about availability he said "So how come you wrote you are not available to Friday and Saturday nights?" and as I was going to respond with "Uh..." He quickly came back saying "I know why! You want to hang with the LAY-DIEZZZZZS, HA! HA!" I held my resolve and politely agreed and when the interview was over, I laughed my brains out. It was one of those things that are completely unexpected from what one would observe as a strict context. Man that one is always funny
So that is my story, a little overdue but here non-the less as if it too was waiting in that big function hall that is my mind. I am sometimes asked, what serves the boundary of my creativity and I say to them "Biddy be yum buddy yo yo be yum buddy yo biddy biddy be yum yo biddy biddy bum buddy yo!" as an answer, pretty straight forward no? Anyway it was great to come back to this wonderful place and share my thoughts for this day. I hope you all enjoyed this story and I bid you all a good day/night except for the Tuna man Geoff Janze and that weird Hermit guy that often appears at parliament you know """Wayne"""
Yours Sincerely,
Altug Kayi
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Well I think that he presents that wholesome, "racist grandfather" image we all yearn for. While all those pinkos out there want that other guy, "Yohn" demonstrates a more revolutionary idea that good dental hygiene should not be a prerequisite for the presidency. I feel a glass ceiling breaking here folks.
"T-ony" once said that he wanted to be a rock star when he was young. I believe that he would of made a great rocker...charming man. He would get all the groupies and the grammys/grannys. But I suppose the world of 24 hour politics have made Antonio more deranged than sane, as this next picture shows.
"T-ony" once said that he wanted to be a rock star when he was young. I believe that he would of made a great rocker...charming man. He would get all the groupies and the grammys/grannys. But I suppose the world of 24 hour politics have made Antonio more deranged than sane, as this next picture shows.
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But most of all, no post could ever be great without that special man that we all admire. I offcourse am referring to that great man Arnold Schwarzeneggar. This is a great man.
