I got here in the hospital, I mean, I roll on the bed, I enjoy the benefits of the 21st century in the form of a laptop and the internet.

Call from the boss, said there is a possibility to zoom with the customer for half an hour?

No question, headphones in the ears and forward.

So, I sit, I mean, business like that, with a foam in the mouth that I rub the client. The door to the chamber opens (I sit with my back to the door next door), the nurse comes in from behind and pulls the cart in. Without looking back, like Garnett:

and Ivanov! Pop is ready!



Ivanov is me (the surname has been changed)...pop prepared for the wreck (and then it will start)...in the zoom there was complete silence, only the ugly, compressed laugh of my boss slipped...