I worked a little in the social service.

In one "caregiving" family, the mother worked on a pig farm, her cohabitant - where it came. It should be noted - the light has long been turned off for non-payment, the gas in the house is bubble (but it is almost never there and everything is prepared on the fire in the yard), the water is a well in the yard.

And here, with the payment for the third child, the mother buys an iPhone. The last iPhone that came out at the time. And charging it on a pig farm, because at home, I will remind you, she had no light.

To my obvious question, “What fucking?” (I asked the question differently, but the essence is that) she replied that they all have the last iPhones at the pig farm, and only she, like a cock, walked with a button phone.

At this point, I realized the whole vanity of being and went to cry on my Nokia, simultaneously making an act of unpurpose spending “children’s” money.