This story I heard while on a business trip, it happened in the late 1980s and may be a battle, but I still decided to write it.

At the end of the 80s, a minor accident occurred at one of the nuclear power plants, it was urgently necessary to eliminate it and it was decided to call a slug who knew the features of the work of the failed equipment best in the shop. tk. The case occurred in the evening and the hero of this story was at home (there was no home phone in the apartment) a car of the type "Buhanka" was urgently sent to the city, the task of which was to find and bring this employee immediately. At the moment when UAZIK entered the yard, the slugman was found going to the bakery store with an avocado in his hands. After a short conversation, the slug got out, jumped into the car and walked to meet the adventure. There were about 18 at that time. Then began the titanic work to save mankind and it continued almost until 3 o’clock at night. At the end of the work, leaving the zone of controlled access when passing the dosimetric control, it turned out that the special clothing of our hero is a bit phonized. After he removed his special clothes, it turned out that his cowards also emitted ionizing radiation, after which all the clothes from the slickers were taken away, and his own laundry was deactivated and sent naked to the dressing room. It was almost five o'clock and our hero returned home, his wife naturally was not pleased that he came without bread, but even more annoyed by the fact that there were no cowards on her husband. After a short verbal interruption, the husband was expelled from the house where he left his cowards. Sitting on the first morning bus he went to work, and there asked the head of the shift for written evidence of the reasons for the disappearance of the cowards and "not buying" bread. The paper was handed over and the comrades went with her to the house. But the wife naturally did not believe any papers and expelled her husband from the house for the second time. After this, the hero of this story came to cry to the chief of the shop, and the chief, entering the situation, said that he would save the family happiness of the hero of the atomizer and went to his home with him. After two hours of negotiations, the wife agreed to let her husband go into the house who is losing his cowards, but she said to the boss: "I know you men, but I don't know where.

You are going to blame each other!!

I got an unknown number today:

- Good morning, you are concerned with the "Bla bla clinic", we offer a free body examination service, - the young man broadcasts cheerfully, - can I find out your age?

I was intrigued, so I answer:

Good morning, 25 years old.

“We provide this service from 40 to 75 years old, I’ll call back when you’re 40!

Well, I will wait.

The Paradox! Money cannot make a person happy, but its lack can make him unhappy.

In Samara, the directorate of one of the city’s schools made a plea to a history teacher after it turned out that he had forced six-grade students to teach biographies of criminal authorities in the city and the region.

The situation became known by chance. The parents of one of the students saw that he was writing a report by September 1 about the “Sanju Muha.” As it turned out, we are talking about the criminal authority Alexander Mukhine, who was killed in the explosion of his Mercedes-Benz in August 1998. After questioning the son, they found out that from March to May, the new history teacher taught them not a school program, but biographies of criminals.

“The son told us that the fly was rolled by rats from the automotive factories, afraid that his six would give the legs all the schedule. We, frankly, were in shock,” shared local resident Svetlana.

As it turned out, the story of schoolchildren was led by the 47-year-old former teacher of physical education Valery Kamnev, who appeared in some compilations of the 1990s as "Valera Stone". According to the representatives of the school administration, he had to teach history because there were no other free teachers in the school, able to give the desired number of hours. The director of the institution promised that if the study of the criminal world continues at history lessons, the next pretext will be made already with the entry into the work book.

Kamnev himself declined to comment on the situation in detail. He told the local TV channel that "the boy turned out to be a waltz, of course," but stressed that he did not intend to "pull the void" on this topic.

Seite is reasonable, good, eternal.

Nuances of Russian language.
“Don’t persuade me” means “No.”
“I don’t have to persuade you” – “Both hands for!”

XX: I invented this scheme in school. I didn’t lie that I agreed. A pure superstition. This is called “double insurance.” Before the check, you pay me 10 copies. If you get a pair, I pay a ruble. Not a couple, nothing. There is rarely a couple in the class. But everyone was afraid. Model school, sunset of the USSR.

This is how insurance works.

Zzz: And all the time you go, you say that 10 kopecks is not enough, you have to insure 20 for a long time, and you also offer to insure health from the puzzles of your parents.

I graduated from school and at this time began to introduce form. I came in a bright orange shirt. Zavoch sat on the guard and did not let the uncomfortable. I became a real catalyst for her inner bursts. She told me to go where I wanted. I told her that today I wanted to walk along the paths at the sorting station. Until the “instant!” And went to the exit. He stopped and said he was fucking with me. She has never met such a rare kind of fool, and in general, our whole class is finite sociopaths.

R and AskReddit:

Who has strange neighbors, tell what your neighbors did strange or evil?

Mewnir :

I had a widow neighbor of eighty years or older.

Every time I picked up a newspaper from the mailbox I received, I found a crossword in it that I had already figured out (I don’t tell them and I’m indifferent to them).

One day, I decided to catch someone who is guessing my crosswords. Day one: 8 in the morning, the crossword has already been solved. Day two: 7:30 in the morning, the crossword has already been solved. Day three: 7 in the morning, the crossword has already been solved. I decided to surrender.

Once I came home from a party at 4 a.m. and, passing past the mailbox before the mail was delivered, put my GoPro in it and went to sleep. The next day, I finally got him! It was my neighbor, he guessed the crossword right on the mailbox in about 10 minutes (I’ll try to find the video, but he was funny on it – periodically looking at my door, scratching my head).

The next day I bought a collection of a thousand crosswords, put it at his door, called the phone and hid in my car. After a while, he opened the door and saw the collection. I swear, he was absolutely happy, like a child who was given a puppy. He spent two hours on his doorstep, guessing crosswords, and then fell asleep.

The next day, when I was coming back from work, he approached me to apologize (like a guilty child who needed to confess something) and brought some cookie. We talked about how he served during World War II, about how the world changed.

I often bought him crossword collections until he died a year ago.

Let him rest in peace.