xxxh: (looking around, at his workplace) Prikin, I was suddenly remembered in [the name of the city-forming enterprise]. They say, and you go to us to work for a three times lower salary.

I am: and I was told in an interview that I wasn’t fit. In response, they write to me: Well, we have disassembled your test code and we have no claims to you.
I write: yeah you know, I’ve actually found a job for three times the size of the SP.

HHH: And here they write to me: Yes, you are wrong, who will take you with your application in general in principle to work as a programmer?!! to

I don’t even know... a programmer in general rarely has to communicate with strangers... more often with letters. And you know what? I’ve never seen a single person who is stuck in a letter.