I called a man for whom I worked. He asks to work again, to do about the same thing, the money offers about the same, but asks a very strange thing:
"Nothing if we transfer money to you on the card, just by the card number and without a contract? So that your name should not shine anywhere in particular?”
"Yes, in principle," I answer, but I wonder, "What kind of spy games? As if the last time we broke up without claims, you promised gold mountains, bonuses, bonuses - and paid everything exactly and just what was agreed. Even in time. So there are no complaints on my part... And there were no complaints on your part, did you accept everything without any problems?”
"Yes, no," he replies to me, "From our side, to your work, there are no claims, but that you remained without a premium, well, here you have yourself a little bit... So I just don't want this time to have problems... With payment, and in general..."
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“Well, do you remember that you were called on our company’s ‘timebilding’ on the turbine?”
"Well, I remember," I replied, "your financier, accountant or who she is there with you, all persuaded, although I told her several times frankly that I don't drink, I don't like shakes, so neither team building nor turbines are interested in me... And in general, dragging into the fuck that you chose for vacation was lazy... I thought she understood everything correctly. Or did she do it on her own account? She had plans for me...”
“Well, how do you tell... They were!”
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“She didn’t try for herself! Someone from the area came to her, she just liked you! So they developed a whole plan to get you married. How to dance you, how to feed you, how to drink you, where to "plan B" - if you didn't lie that you don't drink - take a computer so that you can "repair the internet"... And you took it stupidly and didn't come :) This relative of her now works with us as a sales manager, so they are both angry with you... So I want to hire you, but anonymously... It's a bit uncomfortable, but you understand..."
Well, what to say, I understand – really my cockerel...