In his time as an employed employee, he worked in a office that sold detergents for food production and took us somehow a test batch of one mill. We needed to go to them, help to figure out, make sure that our chemistry was used correctly and in place. The factory at night. And, although I had a schedule from 9 to 18, I agreed – I’m, fucking, a responsible employee! I went to the factory from eight to eight in the morning. I came out a bit alive and answered the results to the director - how it all went, etc. And he tells me - don't have to go to the phone, you will come to the office, you will tell everything. I was a little surprised and explained that I will only be in the office tomorrow, and now I plan to go home and bike. What the director was very upset and asked if I did not swell the job to walk, because the working day at 9 begins... I did not go to the office, and I did not work there for a long time at all).