Seven years ago I worked as a trolleybus driver. I decided to share the story.

So it turned out that the trailer I worked on broke slightly when I left the deck. I had to turn on the nearest ring to drive my wagon back to the depot.

The first ring passed through an alley with densely parked cars. It was about the hour of day.(The second change )

I millimetage and wire past all these car jets, I get stuck in the fence set by the mega-hard Merce. I’t go there knowing he’s there. It is not visible because of the trees.

Conductor Tanya echoingly says, “Everything, Shurik, has arrived.” Do not give up. I look like that, well a rough car for such places. In front of the bank collapse... Okay, it wasn’t. I go out of the trolley and go to the bank. There is a girl sitting on the first floor and calling the phone. The dialogue.

I: “Sorry, you don’t know which Mercedes is in front of your entrance?”

She says “No.” And then trail.

I said, “Did you hear nothing?”

She said, “No...”

I said, “Yes, I broke it all over the way!!”

A minute of silence. She cried out, “That’s Gandalf Alloizich!” (I just don't remember the name of the grandmother she spotted.) And on the spikes he flies up the stairs.

I go back to the car, smiling. Tanya Conductor: “Well, nothing worked out? sent to?“”

Here a man in a jacket with open eyes runs out of the bank. He flies to the car, looks around, breathes out, smiles, looks at me and understands what salt is. He sits and moves the car. We are passing.

Tanya tortured me for a long time, how she could, what it was, and what I told them. Í did not admit.