In the evening asked his son to run to the nearest store, he left, calls back from there and clarifies what to take. I explained. After a few minutes, the husband comes home from work, and from the threshold, annoyingly unhappy - Why are our children so uneducated? In the sense? Husband - Well now I go, the son stands with Oleg and Yulia (his friends) and nobody even greeted him! I am strangely straight, my son is coming. I am Sonul, and you met Olga and Yulia? My son – Nejeet, I was in the store... I – and who is near the entrance? Son - I don't know, two guys of some kind with a girl... I am a husband - and you how, silently passed? Or what did he say?)) The husband, having already understood - Well I.. knocked on the back, said "Go home!"...