Monday, October 10, 2005

First this.... (part 1 of 2)

Meet this Turkish guy in a bar, and during the conversation, he goes:

“So you are married..”

“No…”

“Hmmm”

“….”

“Divorced….”

“No”

“……”


Silence…

“Did you come here from Antalya?”

“No”

“Marmaris”

“No”

“So how did you come here?”

“I came from Ankara”… did not tell him why I came, and saw the puzzled look in the face….


Some time later, a friend of mine and the same guy meet, and once more the guy goes:


“So you are married..”

“No…”

“Hmmm”

“….”

“Divorced….”

“No”

“……”


Silence…

“Did you come here from Antalya?”

“No”

“Marmaris”

“No”

“So how did you come here?”

“I came from Canada”… coincidentially he also did not say what he is doing here, and once again, I got to witness the puzzled look in his face….

Of course, 70 million Turks work on the beach and get married to foreign women…

Or,

Maybe not….

Then this... (part 2 of 2)

Met this Finnish girl in a wedding afterparty,

“Where are you from?”

“Turkey, Germany…”

“Ah… Turkey… When did you come here?”

“Five years ago”

Mentioning the gorgeous lady, who happens to be the reason why Finndistan has slowed down…,

“She brought you?”

Small small world....

Got to meet two newcomers to town that night....

With one of them:

“Hello, I am this-and-that”

“I am Finndistan”

“Finndistan?”

“Finndistan.”

“Finndistan this-that?”

“Huh…. How do you know me?”

“You were five classes above me, in high school…”

“That was ten years ago, when I graduated…”

“Yes, and then when I came to the university, you graduated from the same department…”

“Kidding?..... And now here?”

“Funny eh?”

“Yea, funny…”