XHH: Today I saw the saying about the last straw in action. I swallowed a printer in our department, called a copouter. In the six months I’ve been working here, the same guy in the same shirt comes in, with the same apathetic look. Deffki says he has been working for so long that no one remembers when he came. No one, except for the work does not communicate, interest in our numerous women's team does not show, "Hello-chatting-of-all work-for-a-kind". In short, he sits behind my compass, silently setting something. I decided to extend the conversation and ask "How old are you?". He remained silent for some time, said “too much,” stood up, went to the staff and resigned.