It was about lunch, I was sitting in the ash and, without suspecting anything, discussed with a friend of my acquaintances. In the midst of this correspondence, the accountant enters the room and we have the following conversation:
She: Hi, do you have a wireless keyboard?
I: Well, and what happened?
She: Yes, I also put a radio keyboard yesterday, just like you.
I: Great, you wanted me to help something, advice something?
She: Yes, I’d like them to start working at different frequencies, or you’ll hit me on the air.
It turns out that half an hour ago a 1C programmer came to configure something, because he only had to remove my tips! He tried to fight in the first place, when the phrases were such as: "a bouquet in exchange for the evening", "Look at her in the chest." But when it came to the phrase, “Take your donkey terribly into her little mouth,” the programmer apparently perceived it as a proposal from a computer brain, looked unhappy at the accountant and quit smoking, saying that he would not work anymore today.