I live in Dacia. and yesterday. In the morning, I drink coffee on the veranda. They knock, let go - gastarbayters, cultural, polite:

“Lord, let us cut the lawn for you, only 5,000, will we not take it expensive?

I answered:

I came with my grass-cutting machine, thank you, don’t have to)))

They smile, they turn away : - sorry, master )))

and today. The car was stolen)))