I loved history at school.

And my grandfather, seeing such an enthusiasm - helped to study especially complex and intricate topics, such as WOW, where a lot of different names, dates and nuances.

We took on the role of two conditional enemies. He was the commander of the SS and I was the Red Army. And, based on textbooks and encyclopedias, we sat down at the table, with maps laid down, and moved the "units", which were usually used by soldiers from my old set, playing famous battles and strategic moves. In the form of dialogue. Type

- So you, Herman Gott, decided to put forward a tank army directly? Well, we will come from the flanks (there were the soldiers moving)

It was crazy interesting. RTS in real life. Yes, I know there were similar games then and now, but nevertheless.

Do you know what a school psychiatrist said to my parents after a class meeting when I learned how I was studying history?

Such teaching methods can provoke a tendency for the child to identify with well-known people of the past, and in the future - disorders on this ground. I would advise you to just study the material.

The parents, good, just stunned and warned me not to talk about my teaching methods to this strange woman anymore.



So I became Napoleon and I wrote from the chamber (no) :)

My grandfather was a descendant of the proletariat and a joke-grubian. When I was a little boy, he often entertained me with an unstoppable act: he entered the room, slightly sat down, spread his hands to the side (like Leonov in the movie Kin-za-zha!) And he said loudly, “Let’s run!” After that, he ruined the air and whispered. I also laughed. Now I remember handcuffs, but as a child I it very much.



And one day the kindergarten was closed for repair, grandfather and grandmother went to visit relatives, parents need to work, and I have nowhere to go. My mother decided to take me to work. It was probably not forbidden at that time. And here, I sit in an empty office, painting flowers on paper with pencil. The mother comes in, and with her a crowd of harsh aunts - some commission came to check. When they saw me, they did not argue, but began to friendship how nice I am, how beautiful I paint flowers, and in general, I seem to be terribly talented. Of course, I was excited and decided to show them that I am not only a good artist, but also a great artist. Then I sat down and spread my hands to the side...

Some time ago I noticed that my six-year-olds began to use perfumes very actively. I was surprised, but not stressed: after all, let the office smell pleasantly different caliber perfumes than, for example, old socks. Only today learned what explains their sudden love for perfumes and columns: the mathematician has an allergy to perfume.

I asked my parents to keep the smells away.

There was a water column. Ordinary, iron, pen pressed the water went.



Water Channel decided that too many people use it without paying for anything and for the purpose of saving, renovation and modernization changed the column to a new, beautiful, blue color with a display and work from cards.

The cards were distributed to local residents.



We changed the card three times. At first, it was read once, after replacement, it began to count instead of 10 liters - one hundred. In the fifteen-liter bucket calmly entered 150 liters.



No, we were not forced to pay anymore, we had "unlimited", but there was a limit on the card itself, which we spent for a week.



We gathered, the card was reprogrammed... increasing the limit to some unrealistic amount, everything came to normal.



The frost came. The freezing is minus twenty-five. The place of action is Arkhangelsk, the European north of Russia, so such temperatures are quite in order of things.

The columns are frozen.

The worst thing is that when installing the Water Channel screamed about the presence of heating in the columns and that now there will be no freezing.

The old column, by the way, worked in minus thirty...



Called to the Water Channel, from there answer - while it is cold, we can do nothing but organize the transportation of water. Well, okay, civilization, the twenty-first century is... The car brings water, people stand with the waves on the frost. Elon Musk is?



After the frost, everything was restored, according to rumors, the heating column was not connected. For the savings.



It works again, again the sun and good thoughts, but suddenly the column at the house ceases to give water adequately. She flies three or four liters and cuts off. Think thirty seconds, give out a couple of liters and pause again. There are mysterious hieroglyphs.

As you understand, collecting such water is in principle unrealistic. A 15 litre hose is poured for five to seven minutes.



Water Channel workers arrived a week later, after bombing all organizations in a row with calls and emails, including the Surveillance and District Administration.

They came, came out of the car, looked at the column, and said, “Eye, so what kind of...electronic shell? We can’t do that...” and we left.



After getting to the reception to the head of the Water Channel (this quest) the problem was solved.

Removed the renovation, new, modern column and pulled the old, leverage type.

Do you think that’s all? No is. When they pulled, they dumbly dropped the cover of the well to the side, and then just pushed it back. Usually the columns are pulled out of the covers, pushed through the hole, the workers were lazy to squeeze the hole immediately.



The column began to freeze at minus ten.



The water channel sent the heaters reluctantly, the tenants did it themselves, and as a result, in the frost minus 36, the water channel workers foolishly hit the lever, put water on the strait, with an ultimatum to the locals: "If you turn off the column and it freezes - we will come only in the spring, because you are already busy, fuck."



The column was lily for more than a week, chasing the hern knows how many cubes of water, but what cattle took out the tree and the column froze again.

The controller on the phone directly said that the residents were warned and that now let them wait, because there are no specialists yet.



The column does not work. Complaints are written wherever possible, including the Supervision, the District Administration and the President. Waiting for an answer)

The case occurred in the early summer of 2019. Traditionally, in order not to be mistaken by the heat in the stone jungles, I take my family for the whole summer to the country. Well, accordingly, you need to buy all sorts of things for the summer, starting with food, ending with household chemicals, etc. After this, I went with my wife to the district center of the Tver region. We went into the fifth – that... In general, we got three (!) chariots with a hill, with the final amount of something in the area of 15 000 rubles (plus-minus for a long time I do not remember). When we went to the box office, an employee (who later turned out to be the director of this Five), a speeder for our mini caravan, opened the box office. Money on the card. Payment does not take place once, the second, the third (as it turned out later, that day there was some failure between Tinkoff and Sber, but then we did not know about it). No other cards. I leave my wife at the box and run to the nearest ATM to collect money. Sberbank, accordingly, the result is the same. There are no other banks in the city. I return to the box office, the employee offers to transfer her money to the card, and she will pay for us from her card. I transfer her, money goes away from me, she does not come to me. The situation is pathetic! Here she says, let me pay for you, and if I don't get the money until tomorrow, then you will send it to me tomorrow - here is my phone for communication. He pays our check with his card. I repeat, in the Tver region, believed in debt to people first seen 15,000 r.!



The next day she never got the money on her card, so we brought her cash. And another day, the girl called and said that she got our translation and she is now transferring the money back to us. This is a story of trust from strangers.

Scientists have found that COVID-19 is more active in the ass than in the nose. Does this mean that chickenpox is more contagious than chickenpox?

YYY: It is necessary to introduce the mandatory wear of anal blocks in public places. Imagine the process of checking for anal blockages when entering the store. LOL

It is a great mistake to rely on thieves and thieves. Sooner or later they will sell you. Nothing personal, just business.

I recently witnessed a movement. The teenagers ran along a frozen lake, and the grandmother who stood on the shore mocked them what the light was on. Here the ice broke, and one boy failed, and the others ran away instantly. And only the grandmother rushed to the boy and grabbed him with a clutch for the cap. Then she fell on the ice and began to run out to the shore, dragging a guy behind her. While I and a couple of other witnesses were running to the shore, she had already pulled out the victim and walked over him, waving with her stick. Grandma in the 80s. The Hero!

With tremendous relief and enthusiasm, the factory workers and village workers received the news that the 100 billion palace does not belong to Putin personally, but to his childhood friend.