The situation. I work on the third floor. On the 4th floor in the toilet there is paper, but there is no light (the lamp has been burning as a week); on the fifth - there is no paper, but there is light. I was pressed on the valve, I think: on the fifth without paper or..., I chose the fourth. I run, I lock up, I do business.
Someone put a pen:
Is there anyone?
I will answer with a loud voice, but at this time a loud whisper...
He is:
Why without the light?
I am a puck-puck again.
He is:
- I understood... - then stood up and added: - The first time I'm talking to my ass... and everything is clear!