To my classmate in class at 7-8 began to attach ourselves our common classmate. Then let the joke go, and touch the Norwich. A classmate complained to her mother. My grandmother is a powerful grandmother, she went to understand. On the shift, she pressed the poor man in the corner in the corridor and asked, "No, get what you wanted to show my daughter there. I’ll see if there’s something to show or if it’s yet to grow.” The whole red, almost in tears, barely broke out.

This kind of thing will not run with a shit, immediately the article, and then everyone was pleasant) by the way, helped.

Just just. A man passes by the church. is stopped. to be baptized. It rolls and runs through the four-band prospectus 50 meters from the pedestrian crossing. It has survived, what!

How my grandmother married me.

When my grandmother was 14, she went to church in a neighboring village. Returning home to her village, she told her mother that after the prayer, an adult woman approached her and asked her what her name was, what her name was and from what village. She then asked if she would marry her son Daniel. The girl responded with consent. My mother asked if she knew this woman. The girl replied that, of course, does not know. So how did you agree to answer unknown to whom? But you’ve always taught me how to talk polite to adults!

A week later the bridesmaids arrived and the wedding was held. In the end, they had 16 children. Some of them died in the First World War, others in the Second. As an adult, I knew three of her daughters (one of them my mother) and one son. The total number of grandchildren is unknown. I knew a small portion of them. The village of Tula. There is no more on the map. Although I remember her very well.

My grandfather’s granddaughter is almost 80 years old.

My wife went to work. I told the kids that now they’re going to have to work, too, with homework in mind. They silenced a little, then the younger asked:

When is the interview?

It was necessary to exchange a small amount of rubles for euros. I went to Sberbank, took the ticket, I waited. By the way, in addition to me there was another 5 person waiting, but on the box (as I later proved) was only I. The absurdity was that the box window was clogged, and no one was sitting there. After 10 minutes in empty waiting for nothing and no one, I go back to the machine with coupons and take advantage of a consultant's asset (it was loaded by a certain Gypsies at this time), dumbly take 4 new coupons in a row to the box office (I didn't have time anymore, because the consultant was upset).

It wasn’t even 40 seconds as the box window opened and my number lit up. I change and I leave.

How everything was simple.

I went to the local therapist for the first time. The doctor examines me, the nurse fills out the card and suddenly screams, “Oh, and at this address my Illyusha lives! Are you his sister?“”

So I found out that my husband was sleeping with the nurse.

I watched it all up to the age of 15: Requiem in a Dream, On the Needle, about Gilbert, the Witch of Blair, the Wise Will, yes, they made an impression, but they did not undermine the psyche.

Another thing when I was 5-6 years old I watched the hunters for ghosts. I was especially scared when the ghost came out of the crane. I was afraid to stay alone in the bathroom when the water poured out. But the apogee of my horror was the moment when my grandmother pushed my armor into the bathroom, closed the door and left. Suddenly, the crane groaned, began to shake and brown rusty water flowed from there. I cried and knocked at the door. This is a lifelong injury. :D

We sit in the coffee shop, discuss the results of experiments on readers - the research objects lie in front of us on the table.

A small puppy runs from the neighboring table, he looks like he is five years old, but he is already like a hundred (need to fit), so he does not ask, but even demands:

I want to see!

Since he is small, he will not understand the refined mat, so we answer briefly, "Don't, don't interfere, go to your parents," the fool shakes, pulls out of the table one reader and eats! He crashes into an unfortunate waitress and lies! A mouth on the floor, and the reader flies into the wall. Shut up! Screenshots are out! The fool whispers, we rise from behind the table - only to help the waitress get up, and not at all to kick off the fool, as his parents whisper, walking along the "busty" waitress and expressing an opinion about "fools" who "do not let children eat peacefully with their toys."

The pale, trembling daddy swirls five thousand and a couple of thousand onto the table and with the hurricane they and their mommy disappear from the coffee shop - catching up with their small asshole, but forgetting to pay for food...



But if he had just tried to apologize, he would have learned that the reader was already half dead, and it would have been enough for us to buy beer.

It is not so scary that a generation of fools has grown, it is scary that they are about to begin to give birth.

As you know, our pensions are paid from the salaries of working citizens. and anonymously. Who is paid from your personal salary is a big secret. The important thing is not you. This is not the biggest stupidity. We have a state with working pensioners. Imagine that people actually pay the so-called pension themselves without burdening the budget. For this, their beloved state with a "social" hunt once a year "indexes" their pension. Do you think it is proportional to how many people paid taxes? Naive people, be prepared. Even if a pensioner honestly gave the budget a million rubles, the state will push him from his generosity to retirement up to 3 points or no more than 243!!!! The ruble. They are not idiots, they are fools, because they have made very different rules for their loved ones. But it is a completely different story.

When you come to Peter, the Moscovites like to compare Peter and Moscow. And to compare Peter and the city where they were born - do not like.

In 1987, 25 schoolchildren from the Harvest High School (Kazakhstan) were encouraged with a free trip to Leningrad. I am lucky to be among them. We stand in front of the Ermitage. Just like in the mausoleum. Dozens of groups mixed at the entrance, guides argue, we are waiting for the second hour. And then one of our guys, Serega, approached the female administrator and said, “We are standing for the second hour, and we have, by the way, a Vietnamese in the delegation!” The woman said, “Where is he?” Sergey pointed to the only Kazakh guy in our group, Manas Kagenov, who really, as everyone immediately seemed, smiled at the Vietnamese. The administrator picked up Manas and asked him strictly, “Are you a Vietnamese?” He did not get confused and issued a tirade in Kazakh language: "Kezekte tұrudan шаршағanam sonša vietnam da, japon da болуғa kelsemine" (I am so tired of standing in a line that I am ready to be not only a Vietnamese, but also a Japanese). There was a pause. “Masha! The woman cried out, “Get out of this group, here’s a Vietnamese!” Under the jealous eyes of the other waiting people, we slipped into the building of the museum. Of course, the nickname “Vietnamese” was fixed on Manas forever.

I worked for the fourth year in a small factory. We mainly work on contracts. The essence of the work: received an order for several hundred thousand wunderwaffles. Cut - gathered - disassembled - drawn instructions - sent.



I am not saying that the company is prospering, but it is not miserable. There is work. You can almost always take overtime. Sometimes you have to work more to accomplish the plan.



We had two good freezers. One of them retired. No second brother. The second miller of the month two walked and dropped the direction on the brains: "Take another miller...". did not take. There were no vacancies. I do not know why. The second (and the only!) The freezer breaks the leg in two places. He goes to hospital. The company stood up. I did not fulfill my order on time. The penalty is 3 lemons.

Same with the designer. A young man came to work. An engineer from God. He asked for six months to raise his salary. If the workers are on the deal, this is on the salary. There was no opportunity to work out - he was fired, because two children were simply unrealistic to pull for 25,000 rubles. It was really a pity that he resigned, he was a great man. He was replaced by a student girl. No matter what the project is, it’s a cane on a cane. He was finally fired. But before that, she managed to draw something that in our three-dimensional reality did not want to be assembled. As a result, the company worked for two weeks to realize what could not be realized. As a result, again a fine for breaking deadlines, a warehouse overwhelmed by a marriage of five to six million.



I came to the HR department, and they say that the instruction from above is not to pay overtime, because they made a bunch of marriage. Was it my fault for this marriage? He wrote an application for dismissal.



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