At work, one of her colleagues struck her memories of her sons and how she would like to have a daughter:

The girls are so dumb! Not like my boys. Bandits and hooliganes! Both are so crazy! One with a friend constantly because of all the little things dogged in childhood. They still do not live peacefully. I don’t even know if it will ever end.

I shake my shoulders with a philosophical look:

- Yes, many boys have this nature, just give a reason. My friend and I remember, because of the last gum, we fought.

and ha ha! That’s what I’m talking about,” she smiled to her memories. How old were you then?

I shut my eyes down:

Twenty seven...

Colleague: (ಠ_ಠ)