Zoom

Our operator Zhenya bought a new, somewhat inhumane photo lens the size of a tank trunk and dragged it to the editorial office, to boast. In the first, the multiplicity of zoom, in the second, an impressive price, and in the third, because tomorrow from the acidic Moscow winter, he flies on a business trip to some warm islands. In short – swimming takes, shit.
We all quietly envious, carefully stabbed the giant lens and congratulated Zhenya on the renewal.
And Zhenya didn’t mind at all, he even opened the window to shoot something very distant and immediately demonstrate a technical miracle:

Van is out there. See you? The Ments car is blinking, apparently arrived at the accident. Now we will see what they have there.
- Zhenya, we already understood, you have a good lens, good, just close the window, it’s cold.

But Zhenya did not take care, he was already solemnly walking around all of us and silent with a photic, condemned:

I’m not going to say anything, the picture says everything for me. Look, see, you can even see who has entered there and even individual people can be seen. It is cool, right? The bourgeois can do the technique.
Now pay attention to the food store. And yes, the magic. Opa, nifiga yourself, look, you can even see how the grandmother comes out of the door, and the grain has not yet grown. to obey! What a light!

Here from his corner replied the assistant director, Lecha:

- Yevgeny Ivanovich, you should wash your new lens, and also a trip to note. Or order a pizza, right?

Everyone eagerly supported this idea, but Zhenya repudiated that, said, and so all the travelers killed on the lens, and you still need to buy a stativ, then, see... Then he asked for boiling and sugar, clicked the tea and began to wait.
Assistant Lecha disappointedly shrugged his hand and quit smoking.
Zhenya still drank tea for a long time, lingering on our soup.
The body is back:

– Evgeny Ivanovich, oh, are you still here? Well, let’s take a look at what you were looking out of the window with your zoom.
Jenny was pleased to show it.
Lechu was not impressed by what he saw and he said:

Quality and not quality. And I thought.
The FIGN? Wise man, what do you understand? Well, this “fig” costs four pieces of backs, not counting the “tissue.” Nothing so?
Especially a fist. My bauchy phone is better off, and it costs me thirty backs, along with a "gun"
Telephone of O-O? Then no more to argue about, continue to film on your phone.

Lecha opened the window, quickly targeted the cell phone, took a couple of pictures, closed the window, called everyone and began to show the picture with his fingers:

- Here is the Mento machine, I, by the way, even faces and numbers can be disassembled, and you have everything fused into a mess. So, let’s go on, now the food store. Oh, look, I even see the advertisement and the hours of work, and you have a flat count of them. In short, give that fool back if you have not lost the check.

The poor wife, as if she had seen St. Peter, at first could not even blink, but soon took herself in his hands and quietly asked:

“Lisha, what kind of stuff do you have for this phone and in what program do you film?
“Yes, I have one software here, not without it, and the phone is ordinary, Chinese.
Don’t worry, what is the program?
Of course, I’m not sorry, but you have pizza for everyone.

At first, Zhenya rejected, mocked, joked, tried to stretch his hands to the miracle of the phone, but Alexei was relentless, in the morning pizza – in the evening chair. I had to order three large pizzas with wings and juice.
In solemn silence waited for the carrier, Zhenya paid and all immediately stumbled on food, and Zhenya on Leha:

Tell me what program is that?

Alexey chewed a large piece of pizza, drank it with juice and replied:

Let me tell you, where am I going from you? And the program I have is the most ordinary, regular, but shoots quite decent, I highly recommend, but there is a lot to run. While you drive for an accident, you shoot mints, while you run from there to the store, and this is a serious hook, by the way, you wrap up. The whole back is wet. Take the pizza, Yevgeny Ivanovich, or it will not be left.