Once a long time ago, my father (70 years old) worried that I was alone began to download pictures of questionnaires from some newspaper from the Dating section. And every time I was upset when I said that I didn’t want to write to anyone and especially not to call. We live far from each other, so there is no way to talk face to face.
Well, at some point, I think I’m upset by my father, little. And I wrote to an adult girl (I am not a young man myself) on the electronics she indicated in the ad. It was in June 2021. Yesterday she answered 😁😁😁😁
He put a reminder: “Respond Olga” for June 2024.
Xxx: I have one distant relative who likes to lie. And not to be ashamed of this, but I am sure that lying is very useful to the mind, that it trains wisdom and memory. “To lie so that the interlocutor does not understand it is a great art,” says my relative.
Once he called and said he wanted to run to visit us and that he would be there in an hour. But I didn’t come in a week. My daughter noticed:
He lied so much that we didn’t understand.
The story of Chrenonymus about an eternally bitter boy who stopped drinking, found a job and for three years an older to chronically sober brigadier at a well-paid job, many critics met extremely unbelievably:
https://www.anekdot.ru/id/1368020
I also don’t remember such a radical resurrection. But here is a similar fate, which I myself was an eyewitness to.
The MDU associate, the most intelligent and kind man, at the age of about 50 went into the deepest drink. He was kicked out of work, colleagues turned away, his wife left, and what he lived there for a while - I do not know. Maybe he bombed. One day he stopped drinking. at all. I woke up and started sending vacancies everywhere. The summary is brilliant, but Moscow is a small city - everyone knows everyone in the university world. From colleagues. Rejection or polite silence.
The nearest place, where he was taken by misunderstanding, turned out to be 9 thousand km away - in Vladivostok, in not the best university. There were some indicators needed for accreditation in terms of the number of publications, scientific publications, etc. Well they took.
When I saw him for the first time, I was terrified – a clearly tested man. If he does not shave for two days and does not wash, a couple of fingers to get - you will not be able to distinguish from the bomz. How to send students to lectures?! to
Members of the Rectorate came to the same opinion. But they gave him a chance before the completion of accreditation or the first new drink.
At first he was loved by the students - he had the talent to conduct his classes clearly and interestingly. Well, in itself, the combination of examined appearance and constant impeccable sobriety caused respect. The students wondered how long it would last.
Then he was loved by a charming single woman, a teacher from another faculty.
Then he was loved even by the Rectorate for his knowledge of foreign languages and the ability to conduct effective negotiations with foreign partners on various issues.
Examining the appearance returned to normal fresh appearance somewhere in a year or two, gradually. I have no idea what was the reason - cosmetic surgery or the usual mechanisms of skin self-repair. In general, a man selected by pity became the pride of the faculty.
Three years later he became one of the main public figures of the university, it became possible to show it to foreign delegations and vigilant parents of students. The appearance is just the advertisement of the HGH, unless it looked 5-7 years older than its age. Strangely enough, even this has benefited the case - in the Far Eastern countries, most rectors and decans are very old people. With him they felt comfortable, like with a real axacal.
Charm, mind, beautiful oral and written language. In any case, Russian and English, I can only judge by them, because I do not know the others. And he knew, three more, and somehow talked to them. He grew up to be a full-fledged professor, citation was overwhelming - he was one of the first in this area to realize that the international composition of co-authors dramatically increased interest in publication.
Per he could have returned to Moscow if it hadn’t been old fame. And the local universities called it in the best conditions. But he preferred to complete a quarter of a century in the same university where he was once believed. He recently died, loved by colleagues and students more than all the rectors, pro-rectors and directors of this university combined.
What caused him to drink in the 90s? The hell knows, I didn’t ask. Per realized his mortality, and that the best years of life are behind. Per I have come to the conclusion of being empty. Hormonal failure or poor food. Anything is a romance with an alcoholic. Or the mourning of the fate of the country as a whole, the time was terrible.
There are thousands of reasons to drink, but there are very rare ways to get out of them. In this case, the professor worked his love - to his new wife, to his work, to communicate with his students. Our world is very mirrored – they answered it the same way.