-         Well ….yeah, yeah… I don’t remember what my sister told him specifically but as usual, she was being sarcastic at him. She understood quickly that he’s bragging and showing off.

-         Why are you manufacturing shoes locally if you can import them?! I even sometimes wonder why they produce humans here. They should import them from China; we are so used on importing so many commodities from China. I added.

This wealthy handsome young man, never gave up on me (5aleeli = durable and stubbornJ)

-         So, tell me what is your prospect? You’re the simplest of all of us, but your choices seem to be quite complicated, can you solve this dilemma for me? My oldest sister asked.

-         Well, sister… 3atrees doesn’t have to be an engineer. A reasonable percentage of engineers have lives planned already by their moms and they’re very bad dancers, I’ve witnessed that in their boring weddings (except for that engineer who supervised the construction across from us, he even dares to dance in the street :D). They’re somehow not very good on the social level and most of them studied engineering so their moms could earn the title: Umm el bashmohandes (of course not every male engineer falls within the category).ما تكون زي ما حكى المثل: "اللي "على راسو بطحة بيحسس عليها!!!

-         How about accountants? Are you going to attack your own profession?

-         Wallah sara7a, these are sick in the head, you know sister, they spend most of their lives either preparing, adjusting and posting entries OR dealing with financial statements. After a while they lose their insights and become so aggressive during the unlimited career progress they pursue J

-         7ayarteeni, so do you have a specific profession in mind?

-         Yes indeed: BASHMO7ASEB, looooooooooooooool.

My sister thought I’m hallucinating and joking but those hybrids exist in reality…

I was interviewed a month ago for the position of Financial Analyst (very cool). The man who interviewed me was enjoying his time trying to prove to me that I don’t fit for the position; i.e. every time I gave him a right specific answer, he would proceed: and what else… At one point of time, I started to lose my patience when he asked: so what is the primary goal of financial analysis? I gave him the exact answer and he hummed: what else? I said: of course it can’t be cost estimation for the company’s projects (his answers where always irrelevant and not related to the questions asked). He replied: of course not, why do you think we have this army of engineers?? I hummed to myself: BASHMO7ASEB!

Not to mention his brilliant discovery to the NPV that must exceed 1 (everybody knows the NPV is compared to zero and not 1). Apparently he didn’t know how to get rid of me when I passed his technical interview J

A month ago, we’ve attended a sahra (a party before the wedding). From what I remember it was arranged in a place that had metal poles. Most of the girls (from the groom’s family) were dancing on the pole (and literally copying strip dancers). Either they think strip dancing is a profession to be proud of, or they are copying what they fantasize about when they watch those stupid cheap scenes. Both reasons reveal a very low class set of norms and values. It is evident in such community where girls are raised up thinking their behavior must be s.. oriented!!

Shame on us, we just copy anything. That cheap behavior reminded me of the following phone conversation:

-         MOM: Did you arrive the hospital yet?

-         SON: Yes... Ya Allah ya mama, I wish you can see this beautiful handsome boy I am about to examine. I have pity on him, he doesn’t know his father (he is a bastard)…

THINK, WITH YOUR OWN BRAIN AND NOT WITH ANYBODY ELSE’S BRAIN, THAT’S WHY ALLAH MADE ONE FOR EACH HUMAN J