My father has a cousin, with whom we were born on the same day, but with a difference of 10 years, so I am constantly told that if you don't care about yourself, you will become like Vasya. Vashi, by the way, has two apartments, a solid car, and in general he earns well, except that he was bald at 30 years old and is still not married. But that year, he found a person, his mate, with whom he rides on bicycles, goes to restaurants and so on. So recently there was a case that he was at her house and suddenly his girlfriend called his mother with the joyful news - Anja, open the doors I will rise up, brought you from the village a roof on a mantle. Vasya and her mother are not familiar and so Anja hasn’t come up with anything better than hiding it in the closet. Oh yeah, people under forty, and he was sitting in the closet for an hour with the thought - Well, when she'll be gone. His father ruthlessly trolls on the subject, telling her she struggled to show you simple.