In his life as a medical student, he practiced in a "psycho" - 2 weeks. I go in the morning, I see a friend from a parallel group standing near a three-storey building and waiting for something, shaking his head. To my reasonable question followed the answer (further from his words):
- I go to practice, suddenly I hear an intelligent voice from the third floor window: "Young man, don't give the sick a cigarette?" I answer, “Of course I’ll eat, but a cigarette won’t get to the third floor.” “And you throw a package, I’ll take one out of it, and I’ll bring the rest back to you.” From the third attempt, the box was still thrown into the hands of a grateful patient... Now I stand and think: who of us is smarter, I or he?