Thursday, September 27, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Naruto Shippuuden - Opening
Song: Hero's Come Back
Artist: nobodyknows+
Well it is a different music. I think the combination of their voices is weird but cool!
Friday, September 21, 2007
Bad Day
* Waiting for FedEx to ship you something between 9:00 AM- 4:30 PM! or you have to go somewhere really far to get your parcel personally.
* Rushing to the bank because it is Friday and you need to get some jobs done and you find the bank totally crowded.
* Having someone in the bank who does not know her job: Please put your initials here, ... oh you did sorry I meant the signature.
* Watching the same person attending to another cheque while you are standing right in front of her and be in a hurry for a meeting in 3 minutes.
* Having your bike's sear broken while you are rushing to your meeting.
* Getting to the lab while panting a lot and figuring out that the person you were supposed to meet is still not there...
I think I am having a BAD DAY!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Roomba!
At last I convinced myself to have a Roomba in my room! I could find a sweet deal from HSN to buy it although they only ship to US so I had to ask my aunt to receive my package and then ship it to me. The cool thing about this model is the lighthouse technology which will allow it to vacuum separate rooms. The lighthouse station works as a virtual wall till the room is cleaned! I am eager to receive mine :)
Friday, September 14, 2007
Smell the home and fly with Iran-Air!
Sweet Home:
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It was 5:00 AM, and I was half sleep as we went to bed at 2:00 AM after a fun visit to my aunt's house. I raised up my attention level as my friend (I call her mom) sent me an SMS that she is in the airport with her brother, so I better hurry up and catch my flight. After a little bit of dizziness, we were good to go. Our black car's engine was on and I was driving on the roads.
Line up at the Entrance:
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It was a mess! Four international flights, within the same timelines. I realized the depth of the misery, as I noticed the long line up of the passengers tailed out side of the opening doors!
FIFO, LIFO, Queue !?:
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Perhaps one of the most noticeable features of an Iranian community is the way a queue formed. Actually, we Iranians are taking advantage of more advanced queues called Iranian Queues (IQ!) rather than simple FIFO (First In First Out) queues. An IQ is a multithread queue, in which each person holds a priority which is a noisy function of time plus a hidden variable of the environment (for example finding a relative who is working in the environment can increase the priority to +infinity). I was in a complicated IQ. Another thread was merged with my line as it was suddenly decided to be used for business class against what was stated on its board. One of the entities of the IQ was hopping in the middle of the various lines and a few other entities were following him! You could sense some hidden variables being tweaked all the time. I was finally checked out at the business class line!!
Customs:
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It was fast. The person started to write something on a paper: my passport number + "Expired Passport Issue". Actually, I was going to be arrested... Explaining that I renewed my passport outside of Iran, I was free to go.
Iran-Air 747_200 - Still not ready:
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It matched my expectations perfectly. Broken voices of the staff on the main TV and few broken monitors with noisy videos. An infinitesimal mistake in assigning the seat number of a few people brought about a large discussion among passengers. Crying babies and lost items gave the plane a better flavor of Iran. This flavor was reinforced as I received a rude impression from one of the crews who was asked to give me some water. The plain took off harply with only 1:15 delay.
Iran-Air 747_200 - The End:
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The sad moment of saying farewell to Iran-Air was getting close as the plane landed in London. Walking through the usual IQ, I asked the crew: "Why didn't you show a single film or the flight's data on the screens?". "This was the backup plane, the main one was not ready", he replied. I left the plane as another passenger whispered in my ears: "That meant to thank God for being alive and don't expect more."
Ice-cream with Iranian Toppings
After about 2 years of absence in "Real" Iranian community, I finally remembered the old concepts of our culture in London Airport. I just passed through the gate and boarded the plane, and as you might have guessed:
* Most people entered the gate using Iranian Queuing algorithm(AKA IQ!)
* Staffs only talk in Farsi
* I can smell a lot of perfume in the air. Why?
a: I sniffed an aromatic tissue!
b: IranAir uses aromatic liquids for air conditioning
c: Iranians always wear lots of perfume
d: Most perfume shops in the airport have lots of free samples
Last time I had a really bad experience, I hope this time I enjoy my flight with Iran-Air. Even if I do not hate it, I will be happy. Iran, here I come!