I think I was around 17 years old. It was my first few years in the tourism sector. I was working at a hotel in Kemer, a district of Antalya. Two of us were on a break in a corner of the hotel’s restaurant.
I was constantly complaining about a lot of things. My body language, the frustrated look on my face, must have caught the attention of a German guest who approached us and asked,"May I sit here?"
I immediately invited her to join us, thanks to our shared knowledge of German. We offered her some tea, and after taking a sip, her first words were, “I am a cancer patient.”
My friend, finding the topic too heavy, quickly excused herself and left.
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