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i don't want you to call me. this is outside the things i want. the things i want are to be happy. the things i don't want is you calling me from this number or similar numbers. you hanging up without saying anything when i answer. i am so sick of you. there are things i'm not sick of, things i'm a little sick of, things i'm normally sick of. this is not one of them. i am so sick of it. maybe you have a computer do all of this, you're not calling and hanging up manually. there is a two-second gap of silence before it hangs up. maybe you record these and listen to them one by one. i won't lie. i would have wanted those recordings too, but in my opinion the unpleasant situation you've created isn't worth it at all. 

you call me completely disregarding the laws that should exist regarding this. once, when i ran out of coffee, i researched whether turkish coffee could be made in a french press. compared to you, i even research a rule that isn't in the constitution and doesn't need to be. information websites in turkey are very bad in terms of actual information because the information culture in turkey is very young. that's why i searched in english, and it said, "turkish coffee is too small to get filtered in a french press." i don't remember exactly. and i gave up. 

a little while ago, when i remembered for the twentieth time that i was out of western coffee at home, i got really angry. because while i was in kitchen, i had been called by this number. you called. you. i saw it on şikayetvar. you've called other people too. elif, şüheda, eda. these are our bright girls. these are human beings. they have lives. they are either studying or doing other things. if someone harassed them on the street, because they are ladies, everyone would either beat up the person harassing them or want to beat them up. because these people's mothers are also ladies. but now, when you disturb these bright, studying people, only i want to beat you up. and the anger that should fall upon the rest of society is resting entirely on my shoulders. 

i have enough money to buy western coffee. but western coffee has an expensiveness to it that requires me to have more money. the last place i worked still hasn't deposited my pay. maybe they forgot. but i won't remind them. i am an honorable person. you are not. 

just a moment ago i said, nah. i shouldn't make turkish coffee in a french press. but i was angry. just a moment ago, my rights were violated. you called. you ate my rights. i said to myself, when in this fucking world has a good thing one that wasn't my own responsibility ever happened to me? who does the right thing and actually gets rewarded? 

i put it in, drip drip, and brewed my coffee. who says it's undrinkable? for example, quora user tamas szekffy. what happened now, huh? what happened? i did it. you can't tell me what to do. you being a barista means absolutely nothing to me. 

i am exactly as i am. neither tamas szekffy can force me into a mold, nor can the last place i worked change my character. i am an honorable and fiercely independent person. you should get to know me and take me as an example. but if you were to say, "i must change now. i must become a better person," and dedicated yourself to advancing in life and being a good person... and as a final step, if you found my house through the panel, knocked on my door, and begged for forgiveness. i would say "alright brother, it's fine," just so you'd leave. but this anger inside me wouldn't subside, it would stay right where it is. i would never forgive you. i don't forgive anyone. so if you decide to become a better person, don't come to my address to ask for forgiveness. go apologize to elif, to the eda's. don't come to me.