I work in furniture manufacturing, make and install furniture on order. Two weeks ago, I opened the trunk of my car, and a slice of a furniture bar of 800-900mm was thrown into my eyes.He surprised me very much, since the last installation, when he could get there, was almost a month ago, and how I didn't see him all this time "a little bit" is unclear (in the trunk a box with all kinds of liquids, a scarf, a brush and in detail, especially nowhere to be lost). A few days later, a friend calls and asks to make a stick in the warehouse. I went to measure the length, and for the case, I took this cut. He did it perfectly!! Now it does not let the thought that for some failure I was given a quest object before the quest itself))

Local airlines flights. Passengers are served by a post-Balzakov-age flight attendant and equipment, with difficulty allowing to crawl through the passage. In the plane, a mother flies with a 5-year-old child, who periodically ticks the stewardess's call button. Mom apologizes, the crew nervously turns off the indicator. For the tenth time, the crewman can’t stand and speaks to the child:

Boy, what do you want? ! to

The boy replies and points to the figure shown on the button.

The doll is me!

I stopped watching the figure. Finally, the figure needs to be trusted. Not a stranger.

Local airlines flights. Passengers are served by a post-Balzakov-age flight attendant and equipment, with difficulty allowing to crawl through the passage. In the plane, a mother flies with a 5-year-old child, who periodically ticks the stewardess's call button. Mom apologizes, the crew nervously turns off the indicator. For the tenth time, the crewman can’t stand and speaks to the child:
Boy, what do you want?! to
The boy replies and points to the figure shown on the button.
The doll is me!

The head of the Ministry of Industry: "Import interference stopped due to the impossibility of acquiring foreign components."
Die, Denis, you better not tell me.

Case from life: it was necessary to move the phalloimiter from point A to point B (don't ask why), well, I put it in the simplest black bag, trusted its blackness, I carry it, I stood on the light, here I catch the look of the guy nearby, he turns red, smiles. I turn my eyes down, onto my bag, and his sun in the back is so picturesque, and naturally there the cock can be seen. And I stand so proud of the fox on this light, and I know that if I start to confuse and hide, I will only attract even more attention. It was an unforgettable feeling, I felt at least a Lady Gaga of a local scale at the level of epatage.