I want to talk about this day. After so many days that I tried so hard to find a better job with a better salary to live here and handle the cost of living, today, two important things happened for me. When I came to Turkey, I struggled hard to find a better way to get a resident permit. I search for any possibility, from study permits to tourist resident permits, by renting a house in a particular location of Istanbul. one by one, I face them. I know that I am alone to solve them.
How did my day start?
The day started as usual; I woke up at 9:30 and put myself up. Eat breakfast and get ready to go to work; I have a job interview at noon, but it feels like I’m prepared for everything and don’t need to be prepared. I put my clothes on and get out of the house to work. In a way, I lesson to music the motivational one to encourage myself and put myself up. I walked 20 minutes to my work office and got ready to start, but things happened when I checked out to see how my resident permit process was; I found out it was in the PTT office center near me, but the time was about 11:30. Immediately I remember that I should go for an interview.
On the way to work
With some bit of chance, I got an excuse to go out and come back. I took my caption and got out of the office building. While I lesson to motivational music and heroic one, I walked and arrived at a park where I saw a heath minister of turkey cars, I saw them before. In this car, the government gave a free soup to people and believed me that was the delicious one! I take one soup that they drink in cop and continue my way. Finally, I received it at the office. Before going there, I see my face in a mirror to brush my hair because it’s about three months that I’m not going to a barber store to cut my hair, and it gets pretty to miss. I don’t care. I brush my hair a little and enter the building.
The interview went pretty well. I spoke well, I presented myself well, and I communicated well. The place was new and nice. They had enough equipment. I entered the room and introduced myself, and the people there guided me to the manager. I went to upstare and saw a friendly space where someone was waiting there for me. Story short. I find a session quite good. They tell me I should pass another interview to get this job and email me. In a word, I have to say I was happy at that time. I got something done that I am always afraid to do it. I am going to an English interview!
The second joy
The second thing that happened o me was that I got my Kimlik card (resident permit card). I waited so much for this to happen. But it finally happened. I went to the PTT post office and got my resident permit card! I taste happiness again in that part. But there is no one to share this news with them, which somehow brings me a little sad. We figure out that problem too.