I worked in one company. And came to practice the son of the boss (of course, the "young barin" behind the eyes). And a little later I heard the chef annoyed to say that after a month of practice his son did not want to work here. Because "if you will pay me more than others - I will be in the collective "father's son", if not - I do not have a salary level."

Many people died from alcohol. Not less was born.

The taxi driver shrugged his mouth and said, “Give me a cigarette.” Once the rules were given. The taxi driver smoked and asked, “Do you know why there are so many gay people in Europe?” I felt that there was a brilliant version behind his mushroom. Maybe even a reprisal. It could not have been allowed. And I said, “I know, of course.” I thought I closed the topic successfully again. The driver asked for explanations. “In Europe, I say, there are so many gay people because they have given themselves to count.” The taxi driver survived a second stupor, drowned, threw a bucket and said, "Give me a cigarette."

A man came to the temple. He forgot to turn off the phone that was ringing during the prayer. The priest read him. The people who prayed, mocked him after prayer for breaking the silence. All the way home his wife complained to him for his inattention. In his face could be seen shame, confusion and humiliation.
This man was never seen again in the temple. That same evening he went to the bar. The man was still nervous and his hands trembled. He accidentally poured his drink on the table. The waitress apologized and gave him a towel to wipe out. The cleaner wiped the floor. The bar manager offered him another drink at the expense of the establishment. She said, “Don’t worry, man. Everyone makes mistakes.”
He went to the bar every night.

Anastasia: - I once in the first class wrote two boys notes that they were stupid - they called my mother and raised me.

Valeria: Were they stupid?

Anastasia: - They could not read, gave them to the teacher