Okay, so now that I am in a safe haven, and feel comfortable enough
to talk about what was really going on in Istanbul, I will open up now.
I have not told anyone in my family about what has occurred, simply
because there is nothing anyone could have done, or still can do….I got
myself into this mess, and now I must get myself out. This process will
give me the adventure of a lifetime, one that I originally never would
have had the chance to have!
So, March 29th, 2013, I flew into Istanbul, Turkey. I had made an
agreement, $800 per month for 3 to 6 months, depending on visa issues. I
was to only work when the kids were around and the rest of the time, do
as I pleased. What actually happened was far from the agreement, and
made me less free.
I ended up in a tight security housing complex in Beykoz, Istanbul, a
part near the Black Sea. I had my own room, and everything seemed
correct, as agreed upon, when I first arrived. The kids were at the
house and we were talking a lot, spending time together…until one day
the kids went to their mother’s house, in the same complex. The first
three days of me being in Istanbul, the kids were where they were
supposed to be, but now I was left alone with the father.
Th father didn’t necessarily try anything on me, but he suggested
quit a bit that women are always looking for a free ride, but they “need
to learn they have to pay up sometime.” This asshole could turn any
conversation into a conversation about sex, and I was tired of it….he
even told me that if I wanted to see Istanbul, I would have to sleep
with him or his brother! Ew! 1. I am NOT that kind of woman, 2. he is
old and gross
On top of this, I had to deal with the gardener, who was also the
driver, who would enter my room without knocking and tried to get me
drunk when the father was out of town. First of all, I don’t drink alone
with a man, second, I HATE whiskey, and third, you are a disgusting
excuse for a “man.”
So, by the end of the month, the kids have only been at the house for
3 days, the rest of the time, I am made to cook and clean and
practically wipe this guy and his friends asses, getting woken up at 8
am and working non stop until 10 sometimes 11 pm. I had no time off, and
no way of getting anywhere if I did have time off.
Now, its been one month, and no pay, and now the father tells me
because I am not doing what he wants, I need to find a different family
to work for…
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