I went to Germany in 2020. I have proof that I went to work at picking strawberries and. I have the company number anyway, so anyone can ask.
There I met a very good woman at heart, wearing glasses with heliomat lenses. In general, these people are not good at heart, they are too good, and then they become stupid. Others take advantage of them and they seek revenge or became anger on other people that they feel are weak at some point on their lifes.
That woman’s name was Adina. She had a face like a prosecutors, but she was a supervisor. A kind of boss who supervised what was going on in the field, if the strawberries were harvested well, also helped other colleagues from time to time, including me.
He also made sure the job was done right. This woman was called Adina, anyway, that’s the name I, and other fellow called her. Abroad and sometimes in Romania, people change their names themselves and pickup a nickname, in order not to be recognized, because they are ashamed or avoid some facts from the past.
I think her really name was Adina because the name fits to a skinny athletic woman, heliopathic smoky glasses, and an attitude of being too good and angry at times because she felt others had taken too much advantage of her. In a sentence, I think that was the name.
Well, this woman, Adina, told me to write my life on my blog. My life is interesting. How she knew my life was full of adventures and interesting, I don’t know. Maybe she just intuited, because women have great intuition when it comes to the opposite sex and even their sex partners so to speak.
I’ve had several attempts to write my life on the blog. I started with informational stories… when I was born, where, what school and schools I went to, what jobs I had. what I like to do, some women in my life… .and so on. But at one point I got stuck.
I was always lost between the past and the distant past, and even the present. I’ve been telling stuff since I was just four years old and then posting recent stuff. Some events were inspiring, some were fun, and some were events that could have had an impact to other people and could affect their image.