It was told by the mother-in-law.

My husband was sick, the fever was high, cough, rhinitis, throat, all as usual in general. I need a hospital. I call the clinic to call the doctor at home. When it’s busy, no one takes the phone. I am going to the clinic on my way to work. I come, the row in the registration is not surprising. I approach the window, stretch out my husband's box and ask to call the doctor to the house, where the lady on the other side of the window raises a pretentious look at me and with a theatrical breath ticks a pen into one of the papers on the glass. (Next dialogue (C) - the mother-in-law, (R) the woman from the registry)

Woman, do you know how to read? It is written in black on white, calling the doctor at home only by phone! Here is the number!”

(C): I called you all morning, you are busy, then no one takes.

(R): So you were calling the wrong place!

(C): How not there when this is the same number that you have written here! (I stretch the phone with a long list of outgoing ones)

R: What are you talking to me here?

(C): I just showed that I called there. Anyway, once I came, accept the challenge at home.

(R): "A long pause, a theatrical breath, a contemptful look" Woman, I repeat again, calls the doctor home only by phone!

Q: Are you serious? But I’m here, the police with you, and you can’t take the challenge?

(R): Call home only by phone!

Okay I think. I go three meters from the window, out of the zone of visibility, get my cell phone and call the number on the glass. In the next window on the table the phone rings. A woman in the registry, like nothing else, sits at the computer and closes something lazily on the keyboard. I keep on calling, a minute, two, three. The phone is broken, the response is zero. From the depths there is a scream, “Lena! Take your phone!” The woman lazyly stands up and goes to the neighboring window to the phone. Here I go into the zone of her visibility, pointing to my phone and saying, “Yes, I’m calling, take the phone!” She removes the phone and accepts the call to the house. At the same time, we look at each other through the glass and hear each other perfectly without the phone. Marriage of the highest degree.