From time to time, I contact a contractor from Yekaterinburg. Uncle himself is normal and quite condemned, but from his Ural speech I have ears in the tube, and if suddenly he speaks emotionally - I generally understand the meaning of the monologue only by the keywords caught.

The morning. An exciting dialogue with Nikolai Ivanych on the topic "Why have you not yet sent TZ and how do you want us to work?". He hurriedly justifies that the shash will all be, wait a little longer, on the move it burns up, at the end I just ask him to duplicate everything to the mail, because I am not sure that I correctly translated his speech into my language.

I put a phone. The colleague (happy)

There was a dialogue with a friendly civilization, right?