We brought ZTE, FRP account deleted. Mom and daughter, with the box all things - "that you didn't think he was stolen." Well, I’m a simple person – there’s a job, I work it. The price is announced, the price is agreed. They agreed to take it the next day. After 40 minutes, he called the hostess on the left phone number - "Everything is ready, you can take it" - "Thank you very much, tomorrow we will come in"...and it came tomorrow.

The door opens, mother and daughter come in.

Hello, what is there? Everything works?

Hello, please check it out.

M (something clicks on the phone) - Okay, okay...okay, how much will I drop from the price?

I (I hate such moments, but as polite as possible) - in the sense, shed? We agreed the price with you yesterday, everything went well. You signed the receipt...

Well yesterday it was yesterday, I came home and thought it was somehow expensive! Let us give in! (This is a very demanding tone.)

We agreed the price. If you decide that it is expensive, then you have my number, you can call, and say that you changed your mind.

Yes, I came home and thought, Isn’t it like that? ! to ? to ! to You can trade before and after the work.

I am (still surprisingly calm) - well, if you are not pleased, I can bring everything back to its original state in a couple of minutes, and you can solve the problem elsewhere. And to trade with a man after the work, for which you have already agreed the price, it is very beautiful.

m (and how much you can interrupt me...blin, she has also poured money into me) - and everything is clear with you (as it is on "you" she is able to), I will never come to you again, and I will not advise acquaintances!

And she shrugged, clogging behind herself and behind the red-roasted daughter’s door. I mentally asked the Higher Forces that she should not really come again.