I went to a Vietnamese market to pick my shoes. I entered

A shop that sells shoes. Soon the Russian came to me.

The girl began offering me models of shoes. I choose the one who

I taste better and begin to measure. The 36th was

I asked for a smaller size. This department needs

The size did not appear, and the Vietnamese woman, who was the hostess, asked

I waited a few minutes and ran to another department. To not lose me.

Time for nothing, I decided to go further. I go further and see this.

picture: my Vietnamese already in another department, convulsive, secondary

He washes with the shoe 36th and paints on it with a gel pen size 35. and I

The moral of this story is this: learn, gentlemen.

Businesses need to sell goods...

P.S I did not buy anything on the market that day.