On the way to the office, I went to the burger king for lunch. Give me, I think, soften my figure with such a harmful but delicious huge wopper, sometimes you can afford. I took the order, I sat down at the table and saw the picture: 2 tables from me placed 2 ladies, ages 12-15. One is sitting in Turkish, the other leg just put on the couch. Both in street shoes. The staff passes by – they’re out at all.

I was educated under communism. I even had time to be in October. If you can’t prevent it, at least make a comment. Dear ladies, I tell them, well, it would be unpleasant for you to sit on someone's dirty shoes. It is not good to care about others.

And this adorable creature, sitting on the couch, gets the phone directing me and speaks in a human voice, the general meaning of which is: Go to you uncle on... with your advice. And you will object - I will record on the phone that you are a perverse, stick to us and call home to yourself.

And here I stand, all of this, asking for forgiveness, as if I had been upset, and thinking: I will start to argue with them further – and indeed – then you will prove that you are not a perverse. And he went out to eat his burger on the veranda from sin. Would a man be healthy - he can at least go on a ride, well, or he will remember and think the next time. And what to do with such "spotted" teenagers who already know about their rights, but do not think about any duties. The fuck knows, the fuck knows.