{"id":34105,"date":"2011-05-22T10:52:13","date_gmt":"2011-05-22T07:52:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.turkishforum.com.tr\/en\/content\/?p=34105"},"modified":"2014-01-06T02:00:08","modified_gmt":"2014-01-06T00:00:08","slug":"lives-squeezed-into-just-one-square-meter-of-space","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.turkishnews.com\/en\/content\/2011\/05\/22\/lives-squeezed-into-just-one-square-meter-of-space\/","title":{"rendered":"Lives squeezed into just one square meter of space"},"content":{"rendered":"<div><\/div>\n<div>A new film released last week, \u201cGi\u015fe Memuru\u201d (Toll Booth),  tells the story of just such a person. The film reminds viewers of all  the people out there who work in such similarly confined spaces where  they can barely move and who cannot really do anything when they are  bored other than look out at the world from behind dusty glass panels.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-34106\" title=\"gise_1\" src=\"https:\/\/www.turkishnews.com\/en\/content\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/gise_1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"630\" height=\"350\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.turkishnews.com\/en\/content\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/gise_1.jpg 630w, https:\/\/www.turkishnews.com\/en\/content\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/gise_1-300x167.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 630px) 100vw, 630px\" \/><\/div>\n<div>\n<p>A booth as compact as a matchbox. A clerk sits there taking  slips handed to him and patiently feeding them into a slot in a machine.  Money changes hands, barriers go up and down. Traffic queues lengthen  and then shorten. As the sun makes way for the moon in the sky, the  clerk answers the occasional question with a weary look on his face. In  the midst of this fast-flowing stream of life all around, there is just  one person who doesn&#8217;t seem to move\u00a0the toll booth collector. Because  his job is to open the gate for those heading out in their cars to join  the rest of the world.<\/p>\n<p>A new film released last week, &#8220;Gi\u015fe Memuru&#8221; (Toll Booth), tells the  story of just such a person. The film reminds viewers of all the people  out there who work in such similarly confined spaces where they can  barely move and who cannot really do anything when they are bored other  than look out at the world from behind dusty glass panels.<\/p>\n<p>Actually, these days it is nearly impossible to find tollbooth  collectors like those in the film. Most of these positions have been  replaced by &#8220;smart machines,&#8221; but every day we are still in contact with  hundreds of people in similar booths as we rush around in our busy  lives, buying tickets and tokens, refilling our Akbils, buying  newspapers, using public bathrooms, etc. If you were to ask any of these  people how they pass their time, the answers they provide would be the  same; &#8220;Time just does not seem to pass.&#8221; If you ask them to tell you a  little about their life, they always say: &#8220;I don&#8217;t really have a story,  what is there to say? We really aren&#8217;t a part of this life&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Perhaps the most positive of these clerks that we came across was  Mehmet Refik K\u0131l\u0131\u00e7arslan (69). His friends call him &#8220;Refik Baba,&#8221; and he  has worked for 11 years now at the Karak\u00f6y T\u00fcnel token booth. One of  his favorite sayings is &#8220;Love people.&#8221; He works in an incredibly small  space. His room has an outdated calendar hanging on the wall, a radio  and a shiny new telephone. Other than that, nothing. Through the small  hole cut into the glass he sits behind, different hands shove money and  collect jetons (tokens) all day long. Some of his customers smile, while  others have furrowed brows. But Refik Baba manages to smile at  everything and everyone. Every now and then he leaves his little booth  to take a break and cast a fishing rod into the water nearby, but he  always returns to his cocoon. When we ask him if he ever gets bored, he  brushes back his whitened hair and tells us: &#8220;I am lucky. I work in a  booth in a building that is 136 years old. Every now and then I do get  bored, but that&#8217;s to be expected. Other times I&#8217;m so busy I don&#8217;t even  have the time to read the newspaper.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Refik Baba says he has many regular customers who travel on the  funicular. Some are lawyers, doctors and engineers whom he greets on a  daily basis, and even though he himself is only a primary school  graduate, he banters with them and they exchange thoughts on life. Refik  Baba says he can get so attached to his regulars that he will worry if  he doesn&#8217;t see them, or if they come through later than normal. He says  sometimes he even dreams about some of his more regular customers.  Interestingly, most clerks in his position only work eight-hour days,  but Refik Baba works 10-12 hours a day &#8212; not to earn extra money, but  because he loves his work. He lives all the way in Anadoluhisar on the  Asian side of \u0130stanbul, and has to make a special effort to leave a bit  early every day to make it home on time.<\/p>\n<p>He has many interesting anecdotes, and some of these start to emerge  during the conversation, which he shares with us: &#8220;One day, I gave a  Japanese man TL 50 by mistake. The man realized the mistake when he got  to the airport. He decided not to get on his plane to Egypt and instead  headed straight here and returned the money to me. I was very touched.  In fact, I took him out to eat and he was my guest for a few days. He  left a few days later, but whenever he comes to Turkey he also drops in  to visit me. One time I had to have surgery and my customers tracked  down my address and came to visit me at home. Some of my customers are  more loyal in that sense that people from my own village.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Real life stories from booth clerks<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The Akbil booth on the Yenibosna Metrob\u00fcs bridge in \u0130stanbul is  barely even one square meter in area. Erol Erg\u00fcn (42) sits here every  day between the hours of 3:00 p.m. and midnight. He is like a fish  caught in a net, unable to move. The booth is so tight that he can&#8217;t  even lean down to pick up any change that falls on the floor. He says if  there was anywhere nearby where he could grab a glass of tea or  something to eat, he would, but there are no such places within easy  reach. He has to order meals delivered by local restaurants. As he  refills people&#8217;s Akbils, he tries to hide his food as he discretely  tries to eat while he works. When he needs to use the restroom, he has  to call the Akbil center, and someone comes to briefly cover for him. As  the sun goes down, the light above him comes on and the flow of people  fade into the darkness of the night. He heads home to Bayrampa\u015fa on the  Metrobus and often falls into bed without eating dinner. He sees his two  children if and when he gets a chance to drop in at home during the  day. He has long forgotten the pleasures of social visits from neighbors  or dinner with his family. He says: &#8220;Thank God I am not ill in any way.  I was a driver for 13 years. But for the past year I have been in this  box. There are plans to build a larger space soon. I guess this was what  was deemed suitable for me by the bosses. It&#8217;s money to put bread on  the table. At least I am employed, that&#8217;s something for which I am  thankful.&#8221; When we ask him how the holy month of Ramadan will pass for  him in this tiny booth, he responds, &#8220;I haven&#8217;t worked here during a  Ramadan, but God will help me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The Tombul family has run a newspaper stand in \u0130stanbul&#8217;s Karak\u00f6y  district for the past five years. Every day at 5.30 a.m. Faruk travels  to work from the Asian side of \u0130stanbul and opens the newsstand for the  day. After sending their two children off to school, his wife, T\u00fclay,  joins him. With all the business swirling around them, before they even  know it, it&#8217;s already 10 a.m. When most people are starting to go on  their lunch breaks, they just get a chance to have breakfast. And the  result? Swollen ankles, stress and fast-emptying newspaper shelves.  Before they know it, it&#8217;s already 7 p.m. Then this weary couple heads  home in \u0130stanbul&#8217;s peak hour traffic. But they both agree, &#8220;This paper  stand is ours and we are our own bosses,&#8221; adding: &#8220;We manage ourselves.  Our world may be small and narrow, but at least it&#8217;s our own.&#8221; They have  long since become accustomed to working in a confined space, and they  share tasks. While one eats, the other takes care of customers. When  they need a break they head over to Emin\u00f6n\u00fc for some fresh air. Their  favorite activities when they are not in their small newspaper stand are  helping their kids with homework and visiting their parents.<\/p>\n<p>In a small security booth at the Ba\u011fc\u0131lar Eston Kirazl\u0131evler  compound, a gated community in \u0130stanbul, there are three people seated  in a confined space. They monitor the screens of the security cameras  that help guard the 420 apartments in this compound. For 12 hours at a  time these three security guards share this tiny space. And it is  forbidden for them to leave the compound. They eat their meals here. Up  until recently they had to run across to a nearby gas station to use the  restroom. Says security guard Kemal Erol, &#8220;We got tired of coming and  going, so we built a small bathroom in the booth.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Vehicles that come to the Zaman building in \u0130stanbul all have to stop  at a small booth at the entrance. The stress that comes from these  vehicles as they emerge from the \u0130stanbul traffic, racing to get the  news in on time, is reflected at times on the attendants in the booth.  Yusuf Yeter, one of the team at the booth, says: &#8220;Our spirits get a bit  down here. When the sun is high in the sky, we roast. And we have  constant lower back pain and neck pain.But we try not to bring our  stress home with us.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\u0130lhan Kara (35) works as a security guard at a power plant outside of  \u0130stanbul. Commuting was so problematic, so some time ago he and his  family moved into lodgings nearby in facilities that are part of the  electricity station. There are no other homes or shopping centers  nearby. Kara heads to work by car in the mornings and, surrounded by all  the switchboxes and cables in his tiny booth, he waits for the evening  to roll on. He does lament the lack of a social life. &#8220;We are three  people in total working together. The computers have ruined our morale.  Outside the facility, it is like a desert. There is nowhere to go. My  two children are not at the age to play games. We have to drive out five  kilometers just to get bread, so we usually stock up for three days at a  time. We can&#8217;t even make it to the funerals of family members.&#8221; Kara  says his wife has even become unwell from the strain of the life they  lead. And so, ironically, in order to ensure electricity for the city,  Kara&#8217;s own life has become a little darker.<\/p>\n<p>Cihan news agency<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A new film released last week, \u201cGi\u015fe Memuru\u201d (Toll Booth), tells the story of just such a person. 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