Juvenile hooligan in the psychologist's office is contributed as refrigerators in repair. The father puts a twentieth on the table, blows under the patient’s ass, says – “blows up.” “The dishes don’t wash, shit.” After the service, the child should be hairy, smiling and thirsty to dirty dishes. Many ask for a guarantee for such money.

Educated fathers meet. Instead of “hello” they say “impulsive” and “sensitive accentuation.” Their children are justified by hereditary psychopathy that has tormented the race since the time of the Immortal. For comparison, just children associate the faintness of the glass with the evil year and the ridiculous event.

By the end of the day, a school psychologist dreams of a magic stick that turns children directly into money. A slight blow to the forehead, without painful conversations and projective techniques. By the way, the clichés in the drawn cow indicate high aggression. A black square instead of a mouthpiece is about damage to the CNS. How to save, if the artist suddenly comes up to attack, the methodologist does not report. Is there a CNS at all - a psychologist thinks, hanging pictures.

Now to the children. Anyone who is not a dentist, schoolchildren are not afraid. And if there is nothing to argue in the office, they are not respected. Psychologists put experiments and funny experiments on them. They draw landscapes from endless teeth and recount the film “living dead” as a personal experience. The diagnosis of “explosive psychopathy” is the highest goal of a visit to the brain right. It is so pleasant to praise at school. The “famous boy” resume, on the contrary, throws into an ocean of shame.

Good girls are a different world. They have mothers who want to work at night. The mother’s husbands are foolish. An experienced psychologist calculates this nuance and is willing to sympathize with a significant discount. Women suffer from impotence. For every occasion, their greedy cattle takes away the car and the bank card. They would just talk and cry. Turn the bank card back.

Psychologist Leonid swore not to fall in love at work. His indifference and cynicism became his professional highlight. Once upon a time, a woman came, simple and beautiful. She complained: Nobody understands her. Whatever you do, it is not so. She is pointed out where to go, what to say, is called impudent. They light up somewhere and go somewhere. Night Shaping – Who is it all? Money is missing, everything is one and more weapons constantly.

How long has this hell begun? I asked a psychologist.

My husband left and started.

It is strange. Married husbands are rarely wretched.

He’s in America, we don’t talk.

Who is Oret?

“My daughter, third grade,” said the woman proudly.

We all love Russian psychology for its surrealism, as infinite as Jean Cocteau in the lowlands of the Volga. Psychologist Leonid was delighted. The real science begins. In the office entered Nastenka, a girl-satrap. The mother was thrown out into the corridor. Leonid proposed to paint a house and a non-existent animal. Naomi refused. She came for a serious affair. My father left the family. My mother has a weak character. Well, she is a loving daughter. In order for the mother not to scatter, you have to get her up at seven, drive out for a run. No sad movies, only cartoons. Weekends and bicycles. Most importantly, I need a new husband. It is like cats. The old breath immediately makes the new.

“Psychological phenomenon of suppression,” Leonid commented.

The girl did not argue. She has three bridesmaids. The first didn’t come because he was married. The second one, I didn’t like it. The third was nice, but the mother said they already had such a beautiful husband.

Leonid began to explain that her mother must find a wife herself. So introduced. When she grows up, she will also find a tail. The Same!

The girl agreed again. She will find herself. Now I need a mother. Nastia walks the streets, looks at men – and nothing. Absolutely unlikely.

Then Leonid spoke more genuinely. Childhood should be childhood. Adult life will come up later. And while you have to jump, joke, you can plant the glass, if it stops.

Anastasia asked a psychologist if he was married. I looked with blue eyes. After the word “divorced” she invited for tea. The psychologist joked. He said: Unfortunately, there are so many bad children around that there is no time. And Nastena is a beautiful girl, obedient, caring, and mother so beautiful, they will all be fine, goodbye.

“Well, well,” said the naked woman. And the next day led the fight of the third classes, “a” and “b”. Then she broke the aquarium, spit in someone and even tried to smoke. This was what a school psychologist advised her. The school director did not believe it. But I told the psychologist to check the child’s home situation.

Now Leonid and Nastina’s mother are walking under the pen. You haven’t married yet, but you know you can’t stop a good girl. This is not a juvenile hooligan, untouchable and pleasant.