I go away from work on the home computer to squeeze something. Suddenly, there is a notification that the son's cell phone has connected to the computer by bluetooth. “Are you going to school or have you forgotten your phone?” He replied, “I forgot my phone at home.”

So in the evening he is waiting for retribution: for walking, for lying, and especially - for stupidity!

When I was young, I spent time with my parents at sea. We went to the local market for a barbecue to drop it under the beer in the evening. My parents came and I went for a walk. After a while in the cottage, the father stretches a towel with fish skins. I quietly took it, threw it out into the urn and went on with my business. A few days later, my father asked me, was the fish delicious? How do I know, you broke it all. How! → I cleaned the half of your towel and put it in your hands!

If you want to see the whole world on your palm, don’t shake your fists.

Anyone who feels like you’re crazy about what’s happening is okay with you.
Anyone who thinks everything is fine and right is mad.

Over the past five years, he has worked remotely for different employers. I work on a daily basis, in the office. Orders to take stopped, but on the old jobs sometimes come changes, you have to rework the homes. And after 8 hours in the office, working at home is no more desire, I barely force myself. My third-class son, seeing my suffering, said:

Now you know why I don’t want to do my homework?

It happened in a distant youth. I was then (I was 19 years old) on Mamba, the oldest dating site. I met a girl about my age. There was no photo, and maybe it was of low quality, I don't remember, but by parameters, it was fine. We agreed to meet at the metro station Technical Institute under the map (the peters know exactly this place). I climb the ladder and approach the map. A girl looks like I ask, “Are you a flower?” (His nick is on the Mamba). She smiles, she says, maybe a flower.



We walked along the Moscow Avenue, sat in a cafe, began to meet almost every day.



And only a week later, I learned that I met her by accident, the girl from the momba wrote that she forgot about the date and apologizes very much. My new girlfriend was waiting for a coworker, whom she met at some rave, and remembered him poorly.