What in Russia is called “struggle against poverty” is essentially a struggle against the poor.

As the saying goes, “Husars don’t take money.”

The sister of the famous Russian naturalist and messenger Pavel Georgievich Demidov, having married General Lavrov, could not find a simple family happiness. Cards, alcohol and cuddles fascinated her husband more than the charms of her own wife, who decided to look for affections on the side. The wealthy and beautiful Mrs. Lavrov quickly found comfort on the chest of three Hussars of the Regiment, who conquered her art, ingenuity and gallant manners.
Wishing to thank her friends for the incredible romantic adventures, Lavrov gave each of them a bill of 30,000 rubles. Soon to the general began to reach rumors about the betrayal of his wife and unreasonably large expenses. If the first fact did not confuse him, the second caused an attack of rage. Not understanding how it was possible to pay for flesh comforts such a fabulous amount, Lavrov concluded that most likely his wife gave each lover a bill of 3000 rubles, and the Hussars themselves attributed an extra zero to it, increasing in times their "regression".
Lavrov wrote a statement to the Senate, which, having considered the situation, recognized the Hussars as fraudsters, decided to dismiss them from officers and sentenced them to prison. Per the fate of the Hussars would have been sad if their defensive words had not sowed the seed of doubt in the minds of Emperor Paul I, who ordered a careful investigation of the case in the regimental court. The commander of the squadron offered to apply for explanations directly to Mrs. Lavrov, who confirmed the amount of remuneration issued to three officers of 30,000 rubles and accused her husband of lying.
The court decided to remove all charges against the Hussar with the restoration of military service. When the outcome of the case was to Paul I, he slightly changed the verdict, according to which the Hussar should be dismissed from the army, since officers are not in the face of taking money for amourful comforts.
This case became the subject of numerous anecdotes, which ended with the emperor's somewhat modified phrase, known to all as "the Hussars don't take money."

Love was interested in yoga, meditation, auto-training... But then tried the cognac and realized that it was not worse.

I am sitting on vacation, and I get a SMS from Sber that my money has been arrested. They wrote 500 rubles. Execution letter on request. Sberbank could not explain anything to me, nothing for the executive list, nothing for anything, nothing!!! sent to the ports. To the ports in Mordovia, village of Chamzinka. What this is I have no idea, I was born and lived all my life in Moscow, in Mordovia never was. During a bunch of calls it became clear that this was a court debt by court decision, a fine of the GIBDD. I have never had a driving license or a car. Then followed my appeals through the electronic reception of the FSSP. It was a long time and 500 rubles. And you know what they said to me and wrote in response? That money they write down simply based on the FIO and date of birth. All of! No passport data, no ID, no certificate - nothing matters. Matched FIO and date of birth = write off all debts from the card, without warning. No, this is really a cape! Overall, I knew a month then, it happened in August. And a few months have passed, and again I see on the state services legal debts for excess speed... This all happens at the stage of the boarding, because there are no fines for me in the GIBDD and there was no. Again I wrote them a letter, a month has passed, just came the answer "response to the direction by the Russian post". What kind of post in Russia? where? I wrote the appeal electronically through the site and indicated my electronics, during the consideration of my appeal I managed to move, change the register... I wrote another appeal to the FSSP... And in general, it is time to change the surname.

One question, we start all of these inns, snills, we have passports and passports, if the money is dumb on the FIO and the date of birth are written down?



OS: you are there, my friend from Mordovia Chamzinka, I have heard about your constant failures to pay loans and GIBDD fines, take yourself in your hands!! to

I’m going to the “Lastic” now.

By loud communication, the mechanic calls the controller. and their dialogue.

M: Controller, go to the 9 wagon.

Q: What is there?

M: There, one of the passengers presses a button to open the pad. If he is a disabled person and needs help, help him.

If not, put it on your neck so that it doesn’t press.

...

People in the wagon roar.

I was 27 years old then. For a year, he divorced safely and was very actively thinking about moving to Peter for PMJ.

One day, a strange, but very nice girl writes to me in VK: say so and so, we crossed up with you at the exhibition in Ufa, you liked me, but somehow embarrassed to say about it, and now I am on a business trip to your city... How about meeting? ! to

Such proposals did not come to me so often (never), and therefore immediately began to look for subwooh🤔. Not finding him in any control issues, I entirely endured the mhatov pause and agreed.)

We met in the evening of the same day, walked a little, I showed her a part of the city, and then she offered to go for a short time to her relatives with whom she stopped, so that they don’t worry and then we go out to quench at least until morning!

We came to relatives, we were immediately seated at the table, I was poured vodka, she had some wine and it turned out that we were on her uncle's birthday.

I was very welcomed, everyone was eager to communicate, I consumed theatrical stories, told anecdotes and generally broke up in full, and I was directly listened and not often interrupted by questions.

Somewhere after two or five hours, when we once again went out to smoke, I realized that the girl was no longer at the table or in the visible rooms... I asked the nominee, and he said that she and two other girls went to the store for wine and juices.

Somewhere at 2 p.m., when someone had already turned off, someone was preparing to turn off, and the same two were already sitting in the kitchen and choking for life, I walked home and again asked about a acquaintance, which I had never seen again at this holiday of life. What her blue-eyed uncle replied to me was that she brought the ransom, and she and the girls went to the club to squeeze and will only be tomorrow afternoon! 😳

I lost weight a little, trembled a little, started to reach me a little, but I asked again...)))

It turns out, her uncle very much loves how his niece tells stories and anecdotes, and she really wanted to meet with friends and go to the club, in visits for just a couple of days, and to celebrate DR with starters she is not very interesting. Well, and she offered him the option, in which she will bring an equivalent replacement and if they like everything, he will drop into the club and visit to the girlfriends later! 😬💁♂🤦♂