I was caught in the kindergarten. To break something, to build something, in general, on the principle - poorly, but cleanly. When they talked about money, the manager traded like a Jew on the Driving. Some come together in price. Leading to me:
You are not bad, you are earning money.
I do not complain. How much do your babysitters and teachers get?
Eight to ten thousand runs.
Something is small.
Working with children is a vocation. You have to be altruistic!
He went out of the garden and sat in his 10th. Following me, the manager jumped into Tuareg. And they went away: I work, she is looking for altruists.
Hidden reserves of the male body
Something happened to me at Aurora. We prepared for the delivery of the object, it was necessary to give up on time, a thumb in a thumb, so that they worked on wear, day and night, who in shifts, who for days, and I just weeks from there did not go out.
For this reason, several bedrooms were equipped in the basement. Pure walking, mattresses, mattresses, bedrooms, only to fall for a couple of hours, when you are already completely helpless.
There was one girl in the group, Aunt. very good. Smart, executive, benevolent, a miracle and not a girl. And with such you know a pure, untouched consciousness, like a five-year-old child. As if she did not grow up in Balashige, but in some Elysée.
From this men with her even mother tried not to express themselves. For instance, Ivanov, with a hammer on his finger, will first say, "Nasthenka, baby, well-cover your ears," and only then will he speak out his Orthodox attitude to the hammer, the finger, the government, God and his mother.
And here one evening already, late, I watch - sitting behind the monitor, my nose cries. I ask you, baby, why don’t you go home? She - I wait for Sasha, Sasha promised to come after me.
Sasha is her fiancé, they should have signed up in a month. Love is shorter, all things.
Okay well. It is midnight and German is gone. I ask, where is your Sasha? He is, he is sick. In short, something happened there with this Sasha, or a cold, or a foot pulled out. She says, I will come alone.
And the times were fierce, the subway is about to close, I say, where will you get? What are you going to do in your balloon? Go to the basement and go to bed. The subway opens in the morning and you leave. Tomorrow you go for a walk. Only, I say, do not awaken Mikhailich, he is an evil man. We were there just Mikhailich, the slug, slept after the day.
She went, just lay down, the phone is ringing. Who can call a girl at this time? A clear pen, only a loving caring bridegroom.
Oh, what do you call, I just fell asleep! He tells him Nathan. Anywhere, at work of course. Why at the table? There are even beds in the basement.
Are you alone in the basement? I am interested in the bridegroom.
I am not sleeping alone here. I sleep with Grigory Mikhailich.
Sasha’s fiancé was at the facility in half an hour. From Lefortovo to Volkhonka, the acrylic was hooked, not even dampened. And the cold passed, and the leg immediately healed. These are the wonders that love can do to a man.
The men were not allowed to enter the basement. I told him to go to sleep and come on time. They stumbled, he helped them pull the cables until morning. Everything is useful.
The Rocket