According to a friend of the manager of a small store:

I change clothes in the office. knock at the door. I think it is my colleague Seroga (and at this point they were only working in the store together), without looking at the door, I open it with one hand and say, "go in, don't squeeze."

At the threshold was a new employee who came to work for the first time. Then the picture: he is silent, I am standing in cowards, in a ripped socks, unbarred and stretching the shirt painted by my daughter. I want to see the director. I told him that it was me.You would see his expression.

I wonder what a new employee thought of such a rainbow reception?