This Comrade :
to this:

The July. Summer in Russia.
It is time for the male flashmob to wash and change trousers and shirts once a week and at the same time to complain with the choir that the merchants avoid them only because they don’t have a fifth iPhone and a BMW.

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Strange, I am, daily washing, changing shirts, trousers, necklaces, having a tueva shirt and fashionable and just cool columns, always with fresh ankles, quite tired of this "and where do you work?" how the shit came to the market and chooses...
Nudge of such. It is easier to go to science and not think about girls.

Strange - you probably have some cruel complexes, since an innocent question causes such an inadequate reaction. Naturally, at the beginning of the dating people tell about themselves and learn something about the interlocutor, the question of the profession / work - from the category of "officials", with what here "the market came"?