I just gave and left. without words. And it’s not because I don’t like to see the manifestations of emotions, including those momentary ones, that make people do things that they later have to regret. I left because many of us started to confuse a gift with a bartender. When you give something and expect something in return, it is not a gift, it is a barter. And a gift is when you give "just so"©. I left so they didn’t think I was waiting for something.
Cake, wine and candy when I came to work, I took it out of my backpack, put it in one bag and put it in the refrigerator so that it didn’t ruin. And when I went to the server, I did not translate from the package to the backpack.
I’ve started pulling since February. Not in a hurry, not under the sticks, not in a hurry, but for pleasure and pleasure. For a gift, not a barter.
I was not going to take the 295, but I was looking for something thousand for nine. But there was a charitable campaign in the store - "donate an amount, get a ticket with a discount". Most discount is 1-10%. This time I got 50% (with indication that it is valid for purchases with base prices from 20K). So the 295th I got for 9500, including "donation". And the amount "drawed" by the eiradas.
I don’t care what they think of me. I am what I am.
P.S But the flowers didn’t come in :)