I sit in the office. Silence, coolness from the air conditioner, grace, in one word. The boss calls a cell phone:
Q: Yes I am listening. Good day. You should not go to the fucking!
He put the phone and calmly continues to cut into the cushion.
The employee’s voice:
Q: Could we be like that too?
S: Not a question. If you get a phone call from the bank, do that. I allow.