We have a pasha welding machine at the factory. He is different in that he constantly smells of an unwashed man. This morning we change clothes with the brigade, and he enters the Pasha's dressing room. Everything immediately accelerates, because it is close to Pasha and so hard, and when he is in some cowards, it is not possible at all. Pacha presses everyone’s hands and begins to expose himself. One of the mechanics starts a conversation on the topic of "how often who washes." Type, hint to Pasha that would not hinder taking a shower more often. (There is a shower at work.) Someone says that once a day, someone two, someone another day, and then Pasha, standing in a coward, says, "I'm determining if it's time to wash." He squeezes his hand into the cowards, something squeezes there, pulls it out, smells (!) He said, “If it smells, I’ll go to the shower.”



The whole team washed their hands.