The last week was draining, physically and emotionally. I had to deal with authorities, mostly incarnate as middle-aged men behind desks with bad taste in shirts. Some of these people would have turned even the MAHATMA into a trigger-happy maniac. The standard answer was ‘No, I do not fill this form!’ and a dirty look – they all filled them damned forms in the end.
A very surprising and nice exception was the poor lady who has to ‘manage’ (as if …) my bank-account – she came up with a very nice solution and after I had asked her why she handled things the way she did, she explained that I was a long time customer, who always phoned in when things get in motion and that I was a friendly man. I hope she is right about the last thing, I at least really try to be gentle and friendly, that’s why being treated like an annoying subject, a Unterthan, makes me angry. Some other things did not help.
A good thing happened too, I phoned with a man who eventually gives a job to me. If I finally rub the last surviving brain cells together and write a proper application. The whole thing is a bit of a litmus test, has the potential to determine where I stand.
I wondered what Sunday Music to bring today and finally choose some jazz from Azerbaijan, sadly there is no wiki-entry about Tofig AKHMEDOV. BTW don’t get fooled by the first 50 seconds, it’s not folk music … the village is only at a stone’s throw, everywhere. Azerbaijan is east of Franconia. Maybe you have heard about Baku, that in part became a World Heritage Site 2000.
Hope you enjoy it.