I live in Riga, I work on the railway I have 15 weekends a month and a constant desire to work.
Seven years ago, early on Sunday morning, a old acquaintance called.
“Hello, we’re looking for a man here, we need to go to Italy, bring something, how are you?” I have to tell you that my greed for money competes with my love of freedom. I always find out what to carry.
The girl said, “You just don’t laugh, mouse.”
“The mouse?”
D: “Not at all, cat.”
In short, it turns out, the president of the firm, where my friend works, went on holiday to Italy, on Lake Garda, with the whole family and a pet, a rat by the nickname Dominic. Buying a plane ticket, Dominic got worse at takeoff, and at the time of landing he was a half-body. The rest, like all good things, has the tendency to end and the family council decided: the family returns to Riga by plane, and the rat, like a white man, rides by car.
I, as a decent person, explain that at both ends it is almost four and a half thousand kilometers and it will be more expensive than all the rats in Riga and even the Baltic. I am informed that I can get an advance right now.
He got together, left, and was there the next evening. Meeting a family: Dad, Mom, two daughters and Dominic. Let's get acquainted, I am given a list with a bunch of conditions:
1st Stay for a day, with the owners, so that the rat gets used to trusting me, or she may have a psychological trauma.
2nd Driving along the route with the least altitude variations, or Dominica can be bad (round for three hours).
Three At least every three hours to stop and ventilate the rat.
4 is Overnight on the way so that Dominic is not tired.
Well, the rest in the same spirit: the music is not to turn on loud, not to smoke, not to leave alone, how to care for, to feed.
On all my hints that these are unnecessary expenses, it was said that everything is paid. We take Dominica, we go. I observe all the instructions, I take care of the rat like a small child, I really understand that if anything happens to him, everything will be bad. To pay tribute to the owners, the rats hotels were booked excellent and not cheap at all.
The last day, due to road work in Poland was out of schedule, arrived in Riga about the hour of the night. We were still met by the whole family. They would see the joy of the masters, especially the girls, and I was a little sad to break up with Dominic, used to it, and he turned out to be a guy of his own.
You judge yourself that it is... the rich have their own wonders... or love for the smaller brothers. I got my money and I was pleased.
A cook goes to school and passes a test task.
She is given the task: here you have three kilos of meat and three kilos of bread, make cakes. The cook rotates, rotates, cookes and prepares. The cottage is tasting – delicious.
They give a second task: sometimes there are delays, so here you have a pound of meat and five pounds of bread, make cocktails. The cook rotates, rotates, cookes and prepares. Try it again, it is delicious.
They give a third task: sometimes there are very difficult times, so here you have six kilos of bread, make cakes.
The cook rotates, rotates, cookes and prepares. The commission tries - delicious, it is no different from normal cakes. Managers are enthusiastic, they are accepted for work.
The cook goes out of school and calls his husband: “Dear, I have two good news for you. First, I was hired to work. Second - you can't buy meat, I carry four kilos home.