End of working day. I, a fat aunt at 40, rushed home and suddenly remembered the thought, I need to look at my cell phone. I entered the yellow sales network. The seller sleeps behind the monitor, but seeing me still rises up with the feeling of a rebellious zombie and almost the same look slips in the direction of the customer. I signal him that I’m just looking, and he can sleep further, but the guy is determined to talk to me. It adds. The dialogue between a sleepy seller and a tired me.
Good morning, my name is...! What can I help?
I just have to look at a new phone.
Do you have any wishes or requirements?
To be smarter than me...
A young man walks around the store:
Any model will suit you! A pause – Oh! I didn’t mean that!!! to

They both wiped so that the windows wiped! I came home in a good mood.