I sit at the stop. Next to it is a 25-year-old girl with a boy aged 4-5. The boy capricious, his mother, as the last argument: - Here I will give you to those uncles now! And I’ll tell you, colorful ones! Aquarius tourists, matter, bearded, with backpacks, as usual, liters of 120 (it is important!). Uncles blink, and one says, “What? A good idea! Do we take? The second, pointing to his backpack: “Are you mad? The NAC has two. We do not eat so much. Okay to you! They’re cute, and this one is right! Let’s let them go, let’s take that! Then he asked his mother, “Well, what did you decide?” Do you give?

Cocaine was found in Kuznetsov’s sample. Forward of the Russian national team was disqualified for four years.

In general, it is, of course, meaningless cruelty: to give people so much money and constantly check whether they are using cocaine.

Did you get the gifts you dreamed of as a child? I was given. I was almost broken from happiness. It was an old bicycle. He was presented by his neighbor's grandmother Shura. She was not interested in it, the children have grown up long ago, and grandchildren too. And I didn’t care that the bicycle had curved pedals and a torn seat. Now I had something to ride. And she didn’t need to ask her girlfriend to ride her new bicycle because her grandmother didn’t allow her. I was in the 7th sky of happiness! I’ve been rotating pedals all day. I remembered it because there was a case at work. A woman came to the store. He said, “I want to give a bicycle to a friend. He comes from a poor family, they can’t afford to buy. He very much wants. All his friends ride, and he runs after them. It is sorry for him.” Choose for every taste and wallet. I chose carefully. A woman stopped on the 28 Stells, such, you know, looks like the donkeys were before. and simple. Without injury. She paid for the purchase, and asked us to leave the gift at our store, and let the gifted person come and take it. have agreed. A few days later we came for a bicycle. Mother and son. A guy looking 13-14 years old. and sharp. and satisfying. He smiles widely. Bring it to the gift, say, here you get it! And when he saw a two-wheeled one, he broke over. The smile changed to disgust. Fu, I don’t need that. I want that kind of thing." - pointed to the "cool" big with speeds for a round amount. Her mother ran and said, “Let’s take the money. He doesn’t want to be so big anyway.” We and colleagues looked around, went to call the woman, the one who bought the bike, and asked to come for their money, because. Rejected the gift. She was very sad. She wanted to please the boy.

In the evening, in the weekend, I spontaneously pick up the phone and call a verified comrade, I say - go fishing? ! to We leave everything in the bus, we take food, chairs, mosquito chairs, we put the table inside, we kick the strawberries by the old, we exacerbe the beer by the bottle, the stars, the fire? and?

He says it takes a couple of minutes to battle with the faithful.

And so I put the pipe and think - but now I will agree and have to go... this fire, makushatniki, in the bus to pull everything, from the beer afterwards, the fish is not needed at all.



It’s great that I didn’t agree with one word, my wife was stuck there.



This is how Lenin looks.

Interviewed with the advertising manager in RA (very long ago), talked to the eichar, all the norms, approach, now the director will come, you will talk to her.

The director came, from the threshold began to scream what shit I'm doing here, why do I cut her off from the job, they need me at all? ! to On my modest remark that it was you who invited me to an interview, and not I who sent you a resume, I began to hysterize that they never invite anyone, they all come to them because they are the gods of advertising.

He said he had no intention of listening to all this, stood up and went out. What the director (in the back) shouted that "Agaaaah, and the stress interview you did not pass, because you are a failure! Ahahahaha! “©

They closed in about a year.)

It will be one of those stories from which to 30 years you catch Spanish shame, and then you remember and crack.

I grew up in a small Moscow town. One day I went to Moscow alone, without my parents. It was a very responsible moment - not to waste money, documents, keys, to get to the destination. Mobile phones did not exist at the time.

And here, I'm finally doing what was the real purpose of the trip - I'm going to the McDonald's myself (do not get arranged :) ).

As we all know, the most important thing in the macdake is a clean, light and large toilet. I did everything that I came for there very responsibly and at the exit saw a paper on the door - a list of surnames with time and painting.

Then I did not know that this was a cleaning schedule, so I did the first thing that came to mind - I entered my name, the time of cleaning and scheduled.

Now I laugh when I imagine the faces of the employees.

Unlike the inhabitants of Greenland, Yakutia and Buryatia were overwhelmingly in favour of buying them from the United States.

Who the hell brought in the first half of the night? – I asked the door lock and opened the door, – Leha, what night wind has thrown you away?

Can I stay overnight with you? – Interested in this miracle – I even took a sleeping pill here...

Box of Hennessy. I think there are a dozen. Or half a dozen. Seven for twelve? Or at least six?

Stay overnight or live a week? Judging by the amount of sleeping pills to sleep today will not be possible.

How it will go. But I will not go home, there Lenka is psychotic, wants to divorce. She found in the suitcase female pants, said that it was not her and psychotic. I tell her that it's even good, that it's not yours, will a normal aunt put her cowboys in her husband's trunk? They, by the way, are not mine, I am not psychic, I am telling her. She separated even more. I have gone. I still don’t know where that stuff in the suitcase came from. Even no assumptions.

Are you with your glasses, no glasses? - It's Leha in the kitchen already, - let me cut the lemon, and you get the chocolate.

I drank the first. I can’t smell the chocolate when it rings again. Only now by phone.

Hello to Len. You don't chase Leha, it was I who took his car yesterday, to have fun. Tired, you know, of loneliness – in general, I hardly lie.

The fifth.

What is the fifth thing, Len? All was so.

Not what, but who. You are the fifth in half an hour who took the Leška car yesterday. Have fun. Kolka took, Nikita took, Vaska took, Zinoviy Petrovich and he was entertained in our car, although he was knocked on the third day of the seventy-two. No, they’re fine, but I didn’t expect that from you.

Why didn’t you expect that, Len? I’m not as morally stable as I think.

- You don't say, but the driver drives you on the job, and on the weekend, Tanka. Because you drive so much from school and have not learned, you have the right to a cardboard book.

By the way, driving a car for such entertainment is not necessary. It is enough to have keys and desire.

You have to have your head when you lie. Call Leah, or he switched off the phone. And don't tell me that he drank vodka from a nervous shock, sleep, and you can't wake him up. You are the fifth.

I don’t have it, Len. has gone.

God, you are all the same guys. Tell him that I know whose cowards they are, let him go back. They fell out of her mother’s bag when Leha took her to the train station. When will Tatiana return from the Maldives? Or did she go to the Azores? In a week? Come to visit. Let’s celebrate Lech’s new birthday. Or a funeral. I will kill him, but if this hour does not come back, give it to him.

Leah went home. Who wants to be killed for nothing? We drank the second and he went. I sat down and thought:

What a wise mother Lenka has. Or to forget.

The problem is not that they lie above, but that they believe below.

When I was small, the adults were constantly telling me that I was super warm the bath, skillfully harvesting wood, burning mango, baking strawberries. No one would trust anyone other than me. Of course I was proud of that. I was even jealous if somebody instead of me took this task difficult. 20 years have passed and recently, when I once again, seemingly burning a mango, I understood everything. That’s just how clever and lazy those adults were. This is fucking.