I went to the MFC today. This is the place where passports are issued, registrations, certificates, etc. Ten windows with uncles of different ages. There is no one besides me and my wife. He submits a passport and this dialogue arises:
D: Take it all off and pull it out.
M: Oh... in the sense?
With the passport...
M: Aaaah, well, what kind of order do you have here.
After 5 seconds, a slight hichikanie of the tetanus turned into a frank rust. Even the boss came :)