I’m reluctant to write a passage with my poor English, but I do hope some rich, well-educated Turkish could read it.

Last Friday I saw a Turkish consulate part-time job opening on a website, so I submitted my resume and then got a chance for interview.

Today the interviewer, a doctor of Economy, invited me to ‘Friday’, the traditional American restaurant. He’s well shaved and neatly dressed. You’ll never tell he’s a Turkish if you have no idea of that. I greeted him by the Muslim’s way ‘Selaman Alikum’, but he answered  ‘Nice to meet you’ as if he couldn’t understand Turkish. During the whole interview process, I didn’t find any Turkish expression or habit from him. I even doubted if he is really a Turkish, which I thought he would be very happy to know. When he asked me ‘Why are you applying for the job?’ I said, ‘I want to learn more Economy knowledge; and I also want to do something for the communication between Turkey and China.’ Then his face turned completely bad. He told me seriously and cold, ‘The job is not related to Turkey at all.’

Yes, I may have applied for a wrong position. I have such a great passion for the Turkish music, dance and food instead of Economy. What hurts me is not I lose a chance. I don't lack for money and he’s not the typical warm, friendly Turkish I'd like to work for. It is his attitude towards his country deeply hurts me. I can feel he’s unintentionally trying hard to behave not like a Turkish. It even insulted and offended me, a foreigner who respects Turkey more than him.

It’s my first time talking with an upper class Turkish. After the interview, I felt very sad and then I visited my poor Turkish friends. I would rather mess around with them, a crowd of lovely Turkish who easily get drunk in restaurants, singing, dancing and yelling how powerful their country is.