The Amritsar-Toronto flight was loaded with 400 passengers and only 200 lunches.

The airline made a mistake, and the crew was in a difficult position. However, one smart shipwoman had an idea!

About 30 minutes after the flight, she nervously announced: "Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know how it happened, but we have 400 passengers on board and only 200 lunches! Anyone who is kind enough to give up their food for someone else’s sake will receive free alcoholic beverages in unlimited quantities throughout the flight!”

The following announcement was made in 6 hours:

“Ladies and gentlemen, if anyone wants to change their mind, we still have 200 lunches!”

If you take from the rich and give to the poor, it deprives you of the motivation to work both.

Xxx: I was somehow in the subway, there were not so many people, but all the seats were occupied. A miniature old lady came in at the stop, I gave her a seat, for which she thanked me and I turned away a little. Through the stop comes the guy who was sitting next to her. She immediately puts her hand in his place, so that no one of those who came in and handed me - go sit down. It was nice that she didn't voice like some - get up, I'm older!, was polite and stuck me in response :)

The easiest way to distinguish good from evil: if you are among the victims, then the evil has surely triumphed.

“A lot of aircraft are flying in the sky now, and all these aircraft are led by controls from the ground. If the aircraft — and not just one — would fly above the speed of sound, then how would they connect to the ground? As long as the sound flew from the pilot to the controller, while he answered something, the aircraft has already flown," read from the suffler with the view of a light improvement the imposing host of the program "Russia's Morning" in the air on August 12, 2021, the question to his interlocutor - a scientist and, apparently, himself refused. By age, the leading one from the generation "before the EGE", which is clearly not to say about the program editors.

The Foreign Ministry congratulated the Taliban party on their honest victory in the Afghan elections.

Even in an age of chaos and pandemics, most problems and fears disappear with inner freedom.

© Dmitry Sviridov

In Japan, it is difficult to be the wife of the head of the local administration.
This is due to their geological characteristics.

Natural disasters are frequent in Japan. The residents remain without their homes. You have to live in surviving school gyms, boarding houses, etc.
Even in tent towns.

According to the established tradition, in such cases, the head of the local administration must temporarily move to the disaster zone with his wife. And you have to choose the worst place (if you have to choose between a motel and a tent, it has to move into a tent). There should be a minimum of officials.

A poor Japanese is sitting with his wife in a tent. Sleeping in the sleeping bag. The wife pulls the gas balloon, boils the bowl. Hokim, sitting riding on a twisted cage, holds meetings with the Emergency Committee. And the beauty around: fresh air, the ocean.

Is he long sitting on the roof? Until the last victim is resolved. Sensei leaves the tent town last.

In Japan, the issues of the victims are resolved very quickly. It’s not about Japanese efficiency. Just in ancient times someone wisely decided: to the place of disaster to send an official must be together with his wife.

Because the official himself, alone, can live in the tent for a long time: the sachet will pull, start to roast the strawberries, the girlfriend will pull, fishing will arrange. Take a vacation in nature. Went to Glory. This is already accepted (think that many would not refuse to live in a tent near the ocean for a week or two).

But this woman will not give such happiness. She will eat her husband with little bites: tired of torching in the tent, the children are waiting, finish things quickly, you need to go home. And the officer, breathing, resolves questions quickly.

A very wise man lived in antiquity. He knew that sending one official was useless. Only with wife. He knew life and people.

On August 20, Merkel will come to Moscow to write a statement on the acceptance of work at Gazprom.

The closer the lines, the closer the lines.

I have heard a lot about the sluggish and strange spending on the wind of taxpayer money in Canada (https://www.anekdot.ru/id/1237831/) Especially impressed by the history of road construction. There are two middle-sized towns near Toronto: Kitchener and Guelph. Between them is a two-band regional road length of 18 kilometers. The road had long needed to be expanded and in 1989 (32 years ago) the government decided to build a new four-lane route parallel to the existing one. Over the past 32 years, about $120 million has been spent on 18 kilometers of the track. For comparison, the 251 km long four-band road in Crimea was built in 4 years and cost 166 billion rubles (about $10 million per kilometer). In Canada it gets cheaper – less than 7 million Canadian dollars per kilometer. But the problem is that in Canada the construction has not actually started yet. The money of taxpayers was first spent on the development of the project, then several years later on the development of a new project (the norms have changed), then on the new development, on the purchase of land, on the cleaning of the road from trees and shrubs every few years (they, the infestation, grow again)... Money continues to be regularly allocated, the road is about to be built... But the road is still there, the road exists only on paper.

P.S A couple of years ago, I told our beer financier about the Canadian track as an example of inefficiency and unprofessionalism. And this is what I heard in my response (in my authorized translation):
- Here you are a smart man, a scientist, and in budget affairs you need not a mind, but trick and years of experience, gained by sitting in the same chair of the same ass - in other words, trickiness. Any financier who makes budgets should be a trickster and have at least a couple of dozen such project tricks. This project is initially doomed to a long failure, because it has the ideal combination for the budget: it is necessary for society to be approved for financing with the allocation of funds to the budget, but not to live without it would be impossible - it means that its financing can be easily cut in case of budget cuts or redistribution in it in case of acute need. It should not be allocated too much, so as not to attract the attention of society and politicians, but also not too little, so that its reduction could shut down an unexpectedly emerging small budget hole from among those that regularly unexpectedly arise, such as forest fires, floods, droughts, epidemics... and the duration should be about 5 years - a little more than one term of government in power - so that politicians do not have the temptation to start and finish it in one term, earning political points. In other words, the project in the budget was sitting, sitting and going to sit, they want to perform it, but, as they say in Mexico, a mania. The main thing is not to bring the funding before the start of real construction, so that in case of suspension, journalists do not have the opportunity to photograph rotten stalls or crushed concrete with germinating bushes through it. And start it and successfully complete it at the moment when it is necessary to silence the growing rush of popular discontent such as rising unemployment in the medium term and when the government will remain in power for at least two terms: everyone will earn the premium, and the country will also be good.

Now everywhere is coveted, unemployment seems to grow - there is a chance on the road!

Of course I did it myself! Try to be born with rich parents. What, it does not work? Here I was able!

“You have to be rich,” my six-year-old son told me.

Maybe it takes a lot of work for that?

No is! The rich do not need to work, they just need to make money out of the workers.

P.S.: As a family investigation showed, in the summer, my grandmother’s child reached the “Unknown on the moon.”

Xxx: I worked in support of dnevnik.ru 10 years ago. This is such an electronic journal for schools + a social network of the type of VC. Users are mainly school employees, students and their parents.



Once I got the appeal of a girl who held on the resource a group of winged pony such colorful. She complained about a classmate who wrote all kinds of shit in this group. The founders of the groups did not have normal administrative rights at the time, so she could not entertain him in the group herself.



In general, we didn’t get into such settings, but I looked at the message of this guy with interest. It turned out that he spammed in all discussions and on the wall with some foolish pictures, wings of all participants matte, all sorts of dirt watered the multi-colored pony and their fans. In short, I did not like his behavior, so I wrote a guy on behalf of the administration in the official language, asked not to behave there and... was sent naked.



After realizing that the war in correspondence I can not win, I took a screenshot of the message, after finding the profile of a good leader (it is easier simple on such a resource) and handed over the hooligan. The next day, I received a message from a minor ugly that I was a fucking knocker and pidaras. So I took a screenshot again and re-wrote to the class leader + the boy’s parents.



After a few hours, he sent a message to apologize, and he was no longer in the group of pony, as far as I know (I occasionally looked at it). I remember feeling more satisfaction from winning over a nine-year-old boy :)



Yyy: You won’t a nine-year-old boy, but a hatred larvae who thought it was fun to offend people and spoil their mood, and felt her impunity. It is worthy of respect.

Xxx: By the will of fate, I was brought to my mother at the age of 6 to work, to sit in her office and not light up until lunch. The office is not direct to her. There were 5 people sitting there. of accounting)



And here I sit in the corner far from my mother, there was only free, I draw, I look out the window, I tick in the calculator, I pick up the wooden bills. And he enters. The Director. The look immediately falls on me.



Director: Oh, who is here with us? In fact he knew.

I: It’s me... No, who?) is



Who is your mother here?

I: Well he’s sitting, doesn’t it look like it? But my grandmother said I went to Daddy’s breed more. I only got a beard from my mom. But she understands nothing of us. How do I look like my dad when I’m a girl?



Mom was sitting on the red tomato, and the other women were either crying or laughing. The director laughed, gave someone the documents brought and left with the words "and you will not argue"). At home, of course, my mother bothered me that I answered the whole director. I am in this situation for the first time. Improved as I could.

The incident occurred at a peak hour in the traffic jams. A little distracted and rattled in the farcop in front of the car, slightly pushing it. The driver comes out, he is bleeding from his nose... I am in panic: what to help, an ambulance? He says, “I knocked my finger in my nose and you pushed me. They went away and went away.)

He was on the right path, but in the wrong direction.

If an organization is stable and financially funded, regardless of the results of the work, then most likely it is a public service.
It is not effective by definition. In any country. Today is history on the subject.

In the quiet center of Toronto, on a low hill, there is a complex of buildings. It is paid from the budget. This kind of educational company. The leadership there is not coincidental. Someone’s relatives or golf partners. It changes frequently, passing time to better appointments. He behaves accordingly. The main thing for all these youthful and energetic puzzles is visual agitation. The walls are praised with assurances about the fight against racism and the benefits of tolerance. They meet once a week. On the subject of even more bending before any angry schoolchildren. Green energy is like the earth’s compass. As the great Greta said.

And everything would be fine, but six years ago in this office began to get huge water bills. No, there were no problems with paying (the balloons were public), but somewhere a year later they began to get rid of them from above. It seems like it is not in the order of this office to pay for the water pipeline for 20 thousand, instead of the previous three. The boss reacted as he could. I ordered beautiful laminated posters on water-saving in the printing office and attached them to each washing machine. The water did not stop running.

The next one is state. At first, he blamed all the visitors. The cranes do not close. And, having grabbed the state’s mouth, he pulled out unshakable funds to replace all the water piping cranes (and their hundreds of three) with sensory cranes. which they themselves close. and. Strange, but the water bills even increased slightly. The guilty also soon fell.

The third savings fighter blamed the swimming pool for everything. They often change the liquid environment. And he drove funds to a new chemical treatment station, allowing the water not to be changed at all. Adding renovation costs and weekly chemicals costs to your water bills. Which have not changed. But the boss reported as needed, for which he was immediately transferred to another feeder.

The new Chubais, which replaced him, found that a lot of money goes to the batteries to the touch cranes. Yes, and the cranes themselves broke once a quarter (strange, like they were not taken from the washing machine, but from China. The price of Swiss
And therefore, the funds were ripped out again, and all the cranes (and toilet slugs - what to say!) Replaced by sensors. Not with batteries, now with batteries! They were powered by the light batteries that stood there. It would seem like a victory!
Anne is not.
The cranes stopped working immediately after the contractors left. Because they forgot that one of the previous bosses installed in the toilets and shower sensors, which extinguished the light after the visit. The solar cells did not work in the dark. And the water? The water continued to flow somewhere.

The problem was passed on to another warrior. Which, without thinking, connected the connections, and found funding for the greenest of projects. To power the batteries, all switches were replaced with network and all lights were replaced with LEDs. Everything is managed through the internet...

It is possible that everything would continue to develop. Suddenly an epic event happened. Accidental contractors, digging something nearby, found water leaking from the pipe serving our office. After the repair, the cost has returned to normal.

The irony is that this flow did not come out of the surface. Six years passed by the road. Right on the asphalt in front of the main office. Every day, twice a day, the wise leaders and executive subordinates of this same shark traveled. Worried about water costs.

And where did so many artistic gymnastics experts come from? There were normal immunologists.

Why do you think the impotents are so rushing to power? Of course for gifts!