I want to share my naive discoveries in the field of polite treatment of people that I did as I grew up. While you are small and you are studying in school, everything is simple - I "take", and I "take". At the institute there was the first surprise - all lectures unexpectedly appeal to all students at "you". One day it even came to absurdity. Prepod announced the results of an intermediate checkpoint - a bunch of three, several four and only two botans got five. Here, one hopper began to bustle on the topic of "the botanists were more upset, and after a couple I will learn not to stand out from the group." To which the priest suddenly cried out to everyone: “Yes, I am now under the plinth! " Of course, everyone was deceived and humiliated, but I was more surprised by the inconsistency of the treatment of the man with the promise itself. The second time I was surprised when I went to the factory. In the shop, the people categorically did not take the appeal to "you" up to the order of the chief of the shop, although they were "touched", but they did not address by names, but about ancestors - Ivanych, Alekseich, Nikolaich. I was not able to restructure myself in my youth and, despite the repeated permission to 'take it,' I constantly switched to 'you' in my conversations. I was healed by one slicker, who as a result did not withstand and explained in the ordinary maternal form that you do not have to go out in front of people and since you crack equally with everyone on the ears in the shit, then it should be easier for yourself.