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History from the cycle "Why I love living in this country":
Ambulance physician, 26 years old. I have a salary of 12,000, which is great. (For reference, ambulance doctors are called not only in cute homes to good people. They are also caused: to stinking, whipped, stinking bombs; to spidose addicts who, of course, do not talk about spidol; to sincere debils who throw on doctors with false, often sharp, objects.
Recently, doctors made a nice 10% increase. The headquarters decided just this case, then all the surcharges that went past the box should be cut off. As a result, after all the recalculations, the mother instead of 12 began to receive 9 thousand. Isn’t it really beautiful?