and today. The store. On the box in front of me – a girl of school age and rather poor look. Buying a postcard. The cashier says to her, “57 rubles.”



The girl breathes, turns and begins to slide past me to bring the postcard back to place.

I say :

Stand up, what are you?

The girl:

– Well, I have 7 rubles missing... – and shows a half-piece compressed in the fist.

Go to the box, I said. I will pay you seven rubles. – In response to the girl’s questioning look, I add: – Well, let’s like, a little New Year you have today...

The cashier pierces the card, I count the money, the girl takes the card and says, “Thank you very much!”

But it’s nonsense... The most important thing is her eyes at this moment. The child was really happy. He happily escaped the store.

P.S. The postcard read, “Happy Birthday, Mom!”

and Taxi.

The most popular question I am asked today is: Did I swim in the baptism?

I go to the residential house on order. Near the entrance there are three men slightly standing - two with suitcases to me, one accompanying me. Sit down and go.

The first man:

Did you swim last night?

I am :

and no.

And that so.

It did not work somehow.

The real Siberian had to swim.

Did you swim?

Of course the baptism.

Where did you swim?

So far from here.

The second man:

“Hey, you listen to it, we just came from Thailand.

The first man:

So we bathed.