I have always liked the creative approach of technicians. I have one acquaintance. The astrophysicist. What they do in the laboratory besides work, and what they do outside it, I am personally upset. I don’t think that can come to mind to an ordinary person. It’s from the same series as the idea of flying at the speed of light, refrigerators. Here, do you know how you can bring the airport security service to hysteria and be completely innocent? They were flying to observe a solar eclipse. Departure from Domodedovo. My friend took a piece of foil and cut a gun out of it according to the exact sizes. I put it in the notebook, put it in the backpack and put the backpack on the tape. Follow this dialogue.
Young man, what do you have in your backpack?
Nothing, books, notebook and notebooks.
I have a gun on the screen. This toy?
There is nothing there.
Open the backpack. Without sudden movements.
The staff of the SB approaches and surrounds. They nervous.
Well here please. There is nothing here.
The officer inspects things, finds nothing suspicious and asks why to put the backpack on the tape again.
Young man, what are you mocking? Look at the monitor. This is what, fucking, is it?
Maybe your equipment is broken?
Now you break up.
In short, the officer fell into a state of altered consciousness. A friend soon admitted and said that he had such a foil layer.
In short, physicists are driving. All from April 1.