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“Is it a laundry room?” (The old joke)
One of my friends, say Kolya, in the year of the 97s sold from Moscow to Buryatia a jet for an airplane sprayer. The Aviation Division of Forest Protection under the Ministry of Forestry of the Buryat ASRF paid the foreclosure for non-cash payment. The detail entered the standard package box, decided to relentlessly send it with the conductor of the train Moscow - Ulan Ude. On Friday after lunch, Kohl took the box to the station, paid the driver... and forgot to call the recipient to name the number of the car! The same Friday.
On Monday, he "remembered everything" and moved to work by seven in the morning: the difference of five time zones, there is already noon, and the train arrives at 6 p.m. at Ulan Ude time after three days of travel.
The law of wickedness interfered: a paper with the phone of the Buryat aviator disappeared, let’s call him Gabuev.
Please note, in the courtyard was the era of "before mobile phones".
Cole called the interurban reference. Reference did not know the number of the Aviation Division of Forest Protection, but gave the phone of the Ministry of Agriculture of the Buryat SSR. The call to the reference, then to Ulan Ude took a lot of time, Kolya was decently twisted: clocks tic-tak! When in Buryatia not from the first time took the phone, a friend from the move shoot out:
Do you know Gabi from the Air Force?
A man surprised at the end of the wire.
Give him the opportunity to meet the Moscow train at 6 p.m. The car is the name of the driver.
I am a minister, the man has not remembered yet.
Give the Secretary! I fell into Colin’s hysteria. Do something at least!
The minister turned out to be a normal uncle and began to clarify: the number of the train? Date of departure? I recorded everything.
Collie was released.

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