The girl with...

Usually I don't look at people for no reason, and then something locked me and I got on it. There was nothing like that in her. The most ordinary woman, whether accompanying, or meeting someone at the station, or coming from somewhere. Fuck something! My eyes were like drawing a square around her face and started to take a fierce picture.

Surprisingly, the cockroaches in her head also built a digital camera and began to study me closely. My cockroaches turned out to be more sophisticated: they already mentally divided her, removed the dimensions and took on guessing the content of her bag. The bag really caught the attention. She was too small to assume that a woman was going somewhere, but at the same time too big for an ordinary cosmetic. I pretended that you could put about five kilos of potatoes in that bag, and there would also be room for the laptop. This is no longer a bag, but an entire bag.

All that time the woman did not take her eyes off of me. Was it the same love at first sight? God, what am I doing? This is what happens, and I look at the bag! I stood on her face again and even tried to smile. It was probably like Jim Carrey, but I deserved a smile.

And here she touched me. I only had to take five steps, but those five steps seemed like an eternity. Suddenly there was a feeling as if it was about to prove that we have known her for a long time, that all these dwarfs are just an attempt to remember each other. Compared to me, the woman said:

I am from the cut baton!

The UPS! I barely swallowed my tongue. I could only speak:

What or what?

I am from the cut baton! The woman repeated with an exhilarating tone and dissolved in the crowd.

“Thank you,” I said, “I probably felt a complex of guilt for the inhabitants of Mars.

Just think, she’s from a cutting bottle! Here is Jeanne Aguzarov in general from Alpha Centauri, but she doesn’t scream about it at every corner! I’m here, I can say, I’ve mentally drowned her, and she’s out of a cutting bottle!

This story would have been forgotten forever if it had not been my love for sausages. I made a sandwich to tea and got a sliced baton, and there...

Usually I don't look at the packaging of trunks for no reason, and then something locked me back: from the colorful cover of the bakery she looked at me - the girl with the cut trunks.