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Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the waaaaay…oops

It is December already. Cannot believe how fast time flies. Are you in that typical Christmas mood, you know… you are dreaming of sitting by the fireplace, wearing your favorite socks, drinking hot coco….? Well, I sure am…But there are 20 days….20 more days until the time for Home Alone and all those cute Christmas movies comes.  By then, dear readers, I am going to be entertaining you with my weekly blog  posts. This week I will introduce you one of Santa’s favorite Snow Whites (yeah, Santa in my imagination has 7 Snow Whites, not 7 dwarfs….grow up! haha) – Anna Nikolova.

Ani is a friend of mine, sophomore at AUBG, majoring in Economics and Mathematics (for those who know me- what a surprise, I do have smart friends….) who is local- from Blagoevgrad, Bulgaria. Ani was not really sure if she wanted to give me an interview because the subject of the questions was kind of…personal, but in the end… we had a really nice conversation. One of those during which you just sit, drink coffee and have a nice time talking about your amazing moments on WAT. Because, yes, Ani’s time in the US was incredible, with one-two exceptions of course.

Ani arrived in the states, more precisely- North Rim, Arizona- on the May, 12 and that is when her adventures began. She had everything set already- housing, work, even food and although she went there completely alone, she did not have such a hard time adjusting. For her Work and Travel she chose Usit Colors as that is what her friends had advised her to do and she was satisfied with the job they found her. Ani was working as a busser and basically she lived off the tips ($100 per shift… Jeez)  because you know…Americans have this AMAZING tradition of giving HUUUUGE TIPS (unlike in Bulgaria, where if you leave 10 stotinki you feel like you got robbed -.-.) However, it was not only the tips she was happy about…. Being a busser she did not just make a lot of money…she made herself believe that Americans ain’t that stupid after all…And all of this because she ….fell in love.

(In the meantime, I am listening to IT IS NOT ABOUT THE MONEY, MONEY, MONEY…had to share)

Her name- Anna, His name- Scott. If you ask Ani,the first thing she found attractive about him was that he had two Bachelor Degrees so..he was not one of those dumba** Americans, that just sit on the couch, eating chips and shouting at the TV. And that really impressed her. That (and probably his motorcycle) was what made her fall in love with him. Cute, right ?

I have always enjoyed writing about love stories because when you are asking that person questions, he or she gets excited even over the little things. You can SEE the spark in their eyes while talking about the person they love. And that is what makes love stories special. Not just the STORY, but how people INTERPET it and talk about it with their HEARTS. Ani is no exception. When I asked her “So you are really in love with that dude?” she just smiled at me and asked me back “Are you in love?” and it took one look for me to understand her.

I just realized something. Even though I am a future journalist, I do believe in privacy and the importance of not violating it. I really want to tell you everything about Ani’s story as it is really sweet and is not one of those that will give you diabetes, but it is a REAL one. It has its ups and downs, but that is the way it is supposed to be, right? But it is Ani’s love story, which she will probably tell her grandchildren, who are then going to tell it to their grandchildren and so on…you know how that works. It is something special for her… However, since I am good person and I know how curious you already are…I am going to reveal A LITTLE BIT of what she told me, just so that you do not “starve.” Deal?

Ani and Scott had a really nice summer. They did not waste even a second of it (unlike me…oh wait…I am not allowed to talk about this, not yet.) They did all sorts of crazy things together, but the most memorable one was their regular hikes in the Grand Canyon. They went on a trip to Las Vegas, Utah, South Rim …so you can say that she also saw SOME of the other states besides Arizona.  The two lived together, worked together, did everything together. And did not get fed up with this routine, can you imagine? I don’t know how you’ll call it, but for me this is genuine PASSION. So wonderful…

What’s more… they are making plans for their future together. Where to go, what to do…plans that couples usually make. He is even going to come in 20 days, all the way from Arizona to Bulgaria… a country he probably had never heard about before he met Ani. Because of love. Sorry, I got carried away, got too romantic all of a sudden. I really like that kind of optimism that is not just delusional, but that is TRUE and GENUINE, no hidden agenda, no nothing…. pure optimism. And I believe that they will manage to make things work despite the distance and  other obstacles…:) But wait…how could I know? It is not like I have any experience in this whatsoever *cough*cough*

That’s how much I am willing to share with you about Ani’s love story. But I promise I have another interesting story. *wink*wink*

Have you ever wondered what would happen if you beat someone’s a**  at work? Let’s assume the answer is yes… well, my dear friend Ani tried her luck and showed her violent, barbaric Bulgarian side hahaha. She did not stop laughing while telling me what actually happened because now when she thinks about it… she could have got not only fired, but extradited from the country. Basically, there was this dude at work who just broke up with his girlfriend and was being a total jerk. That very day was Ani’s turn to face his attitude of a 6-year-old boy that did not get the toy it wanted. But Ani, being a Bulgarian and being a woman/snake (that is how one of her friends calls her) did not put up with him. As usual, he was being mean, but this time things would escalate. Everybody from the restaurant she worked at knew about her relationship with Scott and everybody was fine with it, knowing that they were simply IN LOVE. There is nothing wrong about that. However, that jerk decided to make fun of them and Ani heard him saying Yeah, Scott is giving his sl*t bigger tips so that she will then pay him back you know how hahaha. And that was the turning point, that was what Ani was waiting for. She turned around and slapped him so hard her hand hurt. Everybody- the servers, the other bussers, the manager…everybody just stood there, not knowing what to do or say. They were just STUNNED by what they just witnessed…. I have only one comment for this…GO ANI, GO, SHOW THEM JERKS WHAT THEY DESERVE! (#Feminismmuch..)  Lucky for her, she did not get fired, in fact nobody said nothing…they were probably afraid after seeing her throwing punches.

Having such experience with Americans, Ani gave me this advice

Do not trust Americans. 90% of them are lying to you or just saying something FOR THE SAKE OF SAYING IT, not because they care for you. Two-faced, that is the right word for them.  However, the other 10% are those who are worth not giving up on your faith. If you find those 10%, consider yourself lucky.

From what she said…I really do consider myself an EXTREMELY LUCKY PERSON…but let me not pull the Devil by the tail. Why am I lucky? Wait for the next post and I will finally reveal MY SECRET and Wat was my Most Memorable Time while on WAT….

Keep your spirits up! And the usual- follow me on Facebook and Twitter. I cannot promise you presents from me, but I can certainly talk to Santa and figure something out.

Oh by the way, I was looking for some cheerful Christmas tweets on Twitter and I made a story from them 🙂 I guess I am not the only weirdo who cannot wait! Check it out!

https://storify.com/ViktoriaGeo/i-am-not-the-only-one

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V For Vendetta, A For Anonymous

Not many people are usually willing to share some of their deepest emotions, to put their soul out there, where it is vulnerable and everybody can get an insight of it, especially not the way Boyana Atanasova did it. Buuut… there are those people who would share their craziest memories just cause their craziness is what defines them. They are free, have no regrets whatsoever. Such a person I managed to find in the debris of Skaptopara.

Despite the honesty with which this person told HER story, despite the details SHE provided, she decided to stay anonymous (as much as she can stay anonymous because of the video…) So as the story goes on, I am going to be referring to her as Ms. A and probably some other nick names I would figure out later on. Actually, I am not quite sure if “despite” is the exact word to use as most probably BECAUSE of what she told me, is why she wants to stay in the shadows. But nobody said anything about hints…

Ms. A started her story by telling me how she got into the Work and Travel program and how she actually found her job…at a complete accident. She went to a job fair in Sofia, Bulgaria where her initial employer unpleasantly surprised her by telling her that she had to be 21 to work for their company. Basically she “was not their person”. A was so shocked at first, did not what to do, scared that she might end up having no job, thus- all the money she invested in the Work and Travel program would have had gone with the wind. Then, all of a sudden the HR of another company saw her sitting on a chair, with a frustrated look on her face. The woman called her for an interview right away and in the end….instead of going to Alaska, several months later A found herself on the plane to Wisconsin.10527357_813143745376685_5530620480554326974_n

My anonymous “victim” was working for a call center at Mount Olympus Theme Park & Water Park– “a resort for…millions”.  She had to pick up calls, reserve rooms, be at the front desk sometimes. A was living with 2 other girls from AUBG and another girl from Jamaica that “was reading the Bible every day and was probably praying”  for them. In other words, it was Skapto all over again…but even worse. “The contrast that I saw when I first entered my room nearly got me a heart attack. I almost cried…actually, one of my roommates did cry.”  Two bunk beds, four chairs, plastic shelves and nooooo Wi-Fi…. That was what all four of them had to put up with for the whole summer. But despite the “cozy” living conditions, despite the ups and downs, A said that the four months she spent in the US were the best. In fact, not the experience there was so overwhelmingly fascinating, but the people she met were

priceless…so diverse…Jamaicans, Ukrainians, Russians, Americans of course, a lot of Bulgarians… they were the biggest minority.”

Her job at the call center was not her only one, but it was extremely helpful as it was kind of an internship. It taught her marketing skills that no AUBG course can teach her. She was on the field, in the game and had to play all day every day, sometimes up to 14 hours. This she sees as something valuable.  One of the most challenging aspects of her job was not the fact that she had to deal with so many different people, having different issues and demands, but that she had to understand them…them and their accents. She ain’t no racist…but “black women, black guys, have an intriguing way of treating people on the phone.”  In the end she got very good at her job, she was training the new employees and finally felt the appreciation. At some point she “was feeling like a Queen”, feeling like she  “owned that thing.” And that is when she started enjoying it for real.

The second job A found lasted only for half the summer- she had to draw henna tattoos which was something new for her. Then she found a third job. She was “selling pictures of different things that looked like letters and people were really into that, they were inspired by that because it was actually something very original. They were like kids with candy.”

10547586_775719235781750_2780424751036378748_nAnd that is about how much she shared with me about her WORKING EXPERIENCE, because according to her… her jobs is not the thing she finds the most interesting, the most memorable time. It was what was happening after the tiring 12-hour shifts, when she would go back to her “overpriced, disgusting room”, she would go out in the yard, sit around in a circle with people, drink beer, watch the fire burn in front of them and would just have the best time of the day. After one such occasion, though, She-who-must-not-be-named, got herself in trouble.

It all started with her, her boyfriend (yes, she found herself an “American boyfriend-such a cliché, but…yeah” who could “roll a blunt while driving his car”) and a couple of his “retarded friends.”  It was his birthday, music was playing loud, everybody obviously got just a liiiiiiiiittle bit drunk and her, not being 21, not only brought her to Wisconsin, but also got her an underage drinking ticket for $200. The story, however, does not stop here. As the police officers came to see what the fuss was all about, they arrested her and 2 other dudes, put handcuffs on their wrists and threw them in the car as if they were actual criminals. A says that her confrontation with the police was not a big deal, but what happened afterwards was what really got her mad. The police officers were both guys and they were extremely rude to her especially after they realized she was a foreigner. They started making jokes about how she is going to get deported, asking her questions about “how high she was”  to which she responded bravely “160 centimeters, you figure it out on your own how much is that in inches” ….They searched her; they did not even let her go to the restroom because they thought she was “some kind of a terrorist” and that she would try to run away. This was her first clash with Americans who did not like foreigners. Usually, she told me, they were intrigued by them and by the “weird, but cute accent.”

In the end, she was not deported or anything of the sort. So Ms. Underage got her happy ending. She is definitely going to go back to the US because she made good money despite the unpredictably expensive beer she had to pay for and the fine she got for not washing her dishes (yes, the resident assistants there could even fine them for putting their lap top on the bed… bizarreee..)10463979_809616969062696_7843975587062871102_n

A had also the chance to travel a little bit. Her friends rented a car and they went to Chicago for a couple of days, visited Madison, the capital of Wisconsin, and Milwaukee– the biggest city there. So…”it was a good summer after all.”

Ms. A’s advice for all of those who have not yet been arrested in the states is:

“Don’t go with a provided housing and…be aware of Jamaicans”

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