I work as an admin. During the seven years that I worked in my office, I had the impression that I was treated here as a “Screw” and not perceived as a person, but as a “self-moving application to a computer.” And of course no one will congratulate even with the New Year, not to mention DR. There is one exception, however, this guy is equally polite with everyone. Friday, my dr, the mood was shaken by a slope with bugs. I sit down and cook rolltons. I hear a knock on the door, the above-mentioned “exception” comes in:
Hello to Nate. Happy Birthday to you, and put on the table a “traditional” box of candy, a bottle of Chianti and a bag of cakes. Don’t get rid of Rolton.
I don’t have time to thank him, as he gets a giant bouquet of fresh roses out of his backpack. I have never had so many flowers in my life as there were in this bouquet. As I look at the bouquet, a slide appears on the table:
This is a sweater. and self. I hope I evaluated your figure correctly and he will be on the right track, - here the guy silences for a moment, looks at me and smiles. Your facial expression is like, “Thank you, of course, but I would like the processor.”
I smile confusedly. The guy puts on a backpack, says goodbye and says at the exit: "The sweater is wrapped." I turn out. The GeForce GTX295
I sit at home, in a soft, warm, cozy sweater and socks (which he didn’t say), drink Chianti, eat cakes and think, “what am I, fucking stupid, if I’m most pleased with a video card?”