I work as an admin in a large company. After the breakup, I climb the stairs to myself and from the side of the dining room a waitress joins me. Everything is as it is supposed: in a white shirt, in his right hand carries a dish, covered with a lid, from which the divine smell comes out. We climb to the second floor and, to my surprise, passes past the general director’s office and rushes to our room. I follow him and hear:
A: Dear Eugene, accept this humble gift from us as a gift.
E: Oh thank you.
A: Now, please see what happens with our computer!
Who could have thought... )