I went to work in the electric car this morning.

I forgot my headphones at home, so I dumbly look in the window at the landscapes and catch the car conversations with the edge of my ear.

In front of me sit two women, years edak under 50-55, talking in a hurry. I don’t listen, but here one of them says (hereinafter Z1 and Z2):

Listen to me, fucking, I’m a fool. The holidays will not stop! Every day, a little, but drink.

G2: Oh well okay! He is normal with you: you are not hungry, he does everything at home.

G1: Oh yes of course! Always looking to the left.

He just looks, but does not walk.

Q1: How do you know?

J2 (with sadness but evil): I know!