On the way to work in the morning, I go to the store and say, pointing to the window:
-"I have this water, without gas, 2 liters"
-" No such is."
The brain screams: Well buy me water-i-i-i-i!!! (I really don’t use such a dryer)
-"Give me then a half cup."
-"Neither also."
There is still a 0.5 litre bottle on the window. And you think that of two options you will be lucky in any way.
Fuck it there!
-"This is a mule", calmly responds the seller in the image of the lady "a-la 80s".
“So why are they standing on your window?"I start to get angry.
The seller presses his shoulder and hides somewhere behind the cash machine.
-"Better if you had a beer with a mule"- I spoke shortly.
The morning was ruined.
I am for what? Water becomes a shortage, and in our city the mayor became the CEO of OJSC "Tomske pivo".