I have lived around the railway all my life. My dream is very sensitive: someone coughs, TV, birds outside the window, neighbors walk - I hear, fucking, everything! But! They never bothered the compositions that passed by the window. But here my guests, if suddenly without thinking decided to stay overnight, in the morning sitting with a cup of coffee completely broken: "How can you live here! How to sleep here!”

A matter of habit.

The acquaintance tells how his daughters solemnly handed out the certificate in 2019, and how they walked through the whole class. He said that he did not regret the money spent (teachers thanks in envelopes, daughter a costly dress, restaurant). It’s only once in a lifetime, to remember. I just smiled to remember what you said. I was personally told by the director of the school and the "classmate" - don't come to the certificate until your mother gives us the money to repair the school, you won't get the certificate ("lichy" nineties). Our class was not going to celebrate graduation, only one classmate invited all those who wanted to "blow up" in the country. I thought this was a doubtful pleasure. I did not drink alcohol at all. And my certificate I got, waiting for the director to go on vacation, I "pressed" a little on the soundtrack, and she gave up. I remembered for a lifetime – summer, empty school corridor, out of the teacher’s room comes a loud sound, and solemnly swirls my certificate on the floor, accompanying the “delivery” with a solemn speech – drown the fox with his certificate, and go away from here, and in the future do not bring his idiots to our school!

P.S When they were collecting money to repair the school, my mother said there was no money. I never told my mother about this, so there is no reason to bother her. The main thing is to remember!

I work in a 24-hour pavilion. The buyer arrives early in the morning at five o’clock. Sleep is terrible, the brain is turned off. But you gather yourself in a bunch, with a willpower. He asks for a bottle of Coca Cola. I say 50 rubles. Let him touch cold or not. I suppose, he immediately opens it, puts it on the shelf, and the first part of the Marleson Ballet begins. Give five thousand, I take it, but it is somewhat soft, does not cause trust, I give back, I say there is no surrender. The man says, well, I’ve already opened the bottle. I answer, think I gave it to you. Apparently it is all. A man has a thousand. He says, there are a thousand, holds it in his hands and says, count the surrender. Here the main thing is not to turn away, otherwise the money will disappear, and will assure that he has already given them. I am tired of looking at him. and silence. After breathing, he gives me a thousand. Apparently this is all. But...I calculate the transfer of 950 rubles, I re-calculate directly with it. I put on a pot for money. He takes, re-calculates, breaks a piece of the bills, and begins to get upset that I wrongly counted the bill. Well, I can't stand it anymore and say that I've been working in the trade for a long time, I've seen all sorts of divorces. Go home man. Well, I heard that I hate I am finished and my husband is a fool. It remains a mystery for me, and here is my husband?

Medical insurance causes fear for our health.

We arrived in a car to Washington, ordered a hotel in the city center. A classic black guy.
We ask, “How much does the parking cost for one night?”
“Five hundred dollars, sir.” He responds educated.
“What a lot!”
“Washington is the capital of the United States!” I proudly proclaimed the gate.
I was surprised, “What, seriously?”
“Yes man. Washington is the capital of the United States, Maine! Confirmed by the guy.
“I have to, and I did not suspect it! Is there a cheaper parking place here?
“This is the center of the U.S. capital, Men! But there is a parking lot for 15 backs on the neighboring street.
We thanked him and left five cups. Parking was exactly the same.

As if in the neighboring class, the children decided to strike together on the rope that brought everyone, and we are waiting for our after the ninth class to leave.