Worked at Subway, from the top came the instruction with background music to put jazz, polls were conducted among the population and jazz turned out to be the most stressful music among the majority.

Where there is a majority, there are those who disagree with it. My aunt came and set out on the threshold for a scandal with me:

What kind of music do you play?! to

and Jazz

Fu, what a ugliness! Couldn’t you put it normal?! to

Explain the company’s policy

This is black music! She is terrible!!! to

Understanding that the aunt is starting to boil and she likes it, she was just waiting for it, suddenly including the victim:

Oh yes, you are right! I suffer myself! It’s just terrible, I’m forced to listen to it all day long!

What a nightmare! Your boss should tell you everything! The Heroes!

That’s how my aunt lost the scandal and went to sunset, sending rays of anger into space, and I continued to enjoy a rushy jazz and wipe the stand in the best traditions of nuar films.

P.S I don’t know why she came in, don’t ask.