And one day I went to the cafe with a man, and he invited me with the words, "Let's go in." The younger was quite, 18 years probably I was... So at first he couldn’t decide on the order for a very long time, then ordered a bunch of everything, then said no, he didn’t want it and ordered another, then asked me if I would drink coffee, then started rushing on the couch and talking about how uncomfortable to sit here, then looked out the window for a long time, as if I wasn’t around. When they brought the order, my cup of coffee looked very orphaned in the background of his orders. Then, when I saw that I put my hand on my beard and looked forward to it, I asked, “Why don’t you drink your coffee?”“Then I asked him to lead him to the toilet and stand next to him until he did all his business there, and then I asked, “Do you have money for all this?” And with a wide gesture of hand surrounded our table.

It is terrible, yeah?

However, there is one nuance - the man was 4.5 years old from the family.