today, I was standing in the sorting room, in the gallery on a slide, my hand, here to the neighboring shell, the man approaches (looking young, there is no thirty-year-old), and there is a clever mechanism, you need to move your hand under the crane so that the water goes. And it is a man who persistently moved the crane there, the water does not go... I said he needs to move under the crane, he thanked me and said the phrase nowhere: I am a crazy electricist. I have been a fucker for fifteen years. I don’t understand this fucking technology. I need a pen, I need a RY-CHA-GI and a blade place to hit with a cuvaldoch. I fucked this system in the mouth." And it goes away without even drying the hands.