I never claim to have high aesthetic standards. I like the brightness indoors, which is best provided by fluorescent lamps. I hate a somber office environment provided by only using desk lamps. Unfortunately all female personnel I know like to have that. If we are in a bar, that’s all right. But i would like to have a brightly lit office. Today I wasn’t allowed to turn on the office light. Until today, I was allowed to turn on the light as long as I turned off when I left the office.- this pattern started two weeks ago.
Today when I entered the office, one of the new comers cried to turn off and she asked an intellectually snobbish guy who fools around as a volunteer which way was better. Maybe I should have resisted. Unfortunately I cannot always act on time. I am very angry with myself being so tolerant and being so exploited most of the time.
* One day I enter the office: a major re-design by others.
-Erkan did you like it? What the f*** if I don’t like. Will you change it back?
anyway, of all things around, a trip to İnönü with Celil Hoca was the most peaceful moment in my recent life: