In a year, at least, I see myself as the head of the HR department to dismiss the young chickens who are trying to build themselves smart with the data questionnaires, and as a maximum I will still think about who I want to be in your office, fucking. 20 minutes later, she returns without a questionnaire, looks at the floor, apologizes and says that I’ve passed the test period and I can go to work tomorrow.

You were immediately taken to the post of a senior hammer, bypassing the intermediate stage of hammer?

They admire the stories of the chickens that are allegedly put in the place of other chickens. Tomorrow there will be an even more opposite chicken that will put you in place.