After I graduated from university, I joined an organization that was engaged in land-building, land-building. One day we came to do a division of the plot, which was adjacent to a two-bedroom house. We met 2 housewives, who told the story, how they have been here for more than 20 years together all plant, in the evenings to visit each other, live "soul to soul". And the area decided to divide, as the children grew up, they themselves became old, and so that the children did not have an intersection, to do everything as appropriate decided.

Well, we quickly removed the plot, counted the area, divided it in half and went to break a new border. But only she didn't quite arrange one of the grandmothers, it seemed to her that the neighbor's area came out more. We tried to explain that the area of their originally incorrect shape, and this is just a feeling, the instruments are accurate, and there are no errors. The second, of course, everything was fine, she has a "more" part. She decided to join us. Here it broke them. Everything that has been accumulated for more than 20 years has broken out. Friendship with the dog under the tail. And we got into the car and drove the next land dispute to resolve.