First published on my now defunct FB page on Friday, 20 October 2017 at 23:55 UTC+04 Just imagine for a second…. 100’s of engineers working hard to get all the 12 GPS satellites in orbit and mathematicians and computer programmers figuring out how to triangulate your position and then getting all that ready for the […]
10,000 Kisses
First published on my now defunct FB page on Tuesday, 28 September 2010 at 12:48 UTC+04 I don’t smoke. I light a cigarette at 6.00 am in the morning. There is only one way to refer to such an hour. Morning. In 5 hours I’ll be flying back to Dubai from Damascus, Syria. […]
Fuck You
Originally posted to my now defunct FB page, a long fucking time ago. Specifically, Thursday, 16 September 2010 at 23:26 UTC+04 I don’t smoke. I light a cigarette at around 2.30 in the morning; or night. However you might want to refer to such an hour. Why I light a cigarette, even I don’t […]
Part time at 13
I love my father.
Since I was 4, my father filled my life with gadgets and tech toys. But more importantly He was always, also, on the lookout for people who were already in the line of work that my father would have wanted me to be in. In the tech world.
I stood there, still in my school uniform observing diligently. And as soon as he began to touch-type, my jaws dropped. But that… was just the tip of the iceberg.
I did not say a word. I kept looking at the entire operation. People coming in, with instructions on how to fix a design or how to print a letter head or a business card and Abdulkareem would fire up one of the most iconic software for me back in the day, Aldus PageMaker 5.0
He showed me the design and said, you do it! Oh boy! My first assignment. I placed a textbox in the middle of the screen and typed out the full contents of the design.
These guys would meticulously take butter-printed paper, stick it to a perforated sheath on a wooden frame.. soak it with chemicals to etch the ink on it… dry it out in the sun… bring it back and prep it for screen printing.
I was often tasked to go and collect the papers which will be used to print on. I was given shop numbers, order numbers, paper names, sizes, quantities and I would run to get it for them. I became their office boy.
I was a part time employee at the age of 13. And it was probably one of the best times of my life!