The story begins with our attempt to attend the gala of "The Other Boleyn Girl," proving our intelligence or foolishness with this absurd forgetfulness. In a hurry to make it to the gala at 7, we quickly get dressed, hit the road, and rush to Lütfi Kırdar. However, there seems to be an eerie silence and emptiness around. Perhaps because we were a little late, we assumed that everyone was already inside at that moment. Therefore, we hurried even more, got out of the taxi in a rush, and finally found a security guard. As we desperately asked the security guard to show us the entrance and tried to explain our situation, his foolish stares at us, attributing it to his intelligence level, followed by, "Wait a minute. Are you talking about yesterday's gala?" With the same thoughts applied to ourselves this time, reaching the peak of foolishness in personal history.