When they lived and worked in America, the husband's boss remarkably trolled Americans with their ways of communicating (well, consistent smiles, questions "how are you doing?", while they are absolutely up to you and your business). Every Monday, when another colleague, running past the hallway, carelessly threw the standard: "How was your weekend?", our uncle stopped, stopped carefully behind the sleeves of the poor man and gave a detailed story about how he spent the weekend...from Friday to Sunday evening. He knocked his eyes, flattered, but the Russian boss did not dare to interrupt! At the end of his five-minute speech, our broader, smiling with a genuine American smile, asked: And you?