Russian superstars complain that they have lost their jobs because of quarantine, and the state does not help them.
And who prevents them from performing in underground crossings?
- On the backdrop of those who are already singing there, they will look like provincial self-activity.

XXX is yes. Now I have the same feelings as after my father told me that Santa doesn’t exist.

YYY: My parents told me this too, the biggest disappointment in my life... And they had to do it on my birthday! I then couldn’t sleep for half a night and looked dullly out the window, hugging my knees... It was probably the worst thirty years in the world.

When I was young, I was terribly afraid to go home alone from the video show after "A Nightmare on Vyazy Street" or "A Rebellion from Hell." I lived then in a new city, among the frozen buildings and the fear added that the city was built on a fresh cemetery.

I usually ran out to the pub where there was this room called a video salon and ran away to the house. If there was no light in the entrance, and this often happened. I wore the whole garden – Mom!!! Open the door! He ran into the entrance and ran down the stairs without stopping.

It’s funny to remember how stupid it all seems.

This is not just for the taste of comrades. No taste as much as you want.

The customer is not always right. The customer is different.

The story happened in my being of a fun sold. In general, I sold a complex technical product in wholesale and retail in the fields of entrepreneurship in the sense that I was the boss of myself, I sold, I bought and even sometimes I loaded the goods in the warehouse. The times were fun, I was so well pumped, carrying equipment of 25-30 kilograms without scratch. At home I was rarely seen. Then I found a “interesting” buyer.

I want to buy this for $15. Is it available?

There are a lot of them, the price is $ 1000 per piece, VAT included.

Do you send it to TC?

“Let’s deliver,” I said, “why not deliver it?

Why is it all so expensive?

I mindfully estimate the cost, the price is really good, the interest rate is 7-8 lower than the market, and also with delivery: - Yes, no, good price. Buy 80 pieces, I’ll drop $20 more, so apologize.

I bought it cheaper in 2008. You have it! Number is recorded. It was 33 thousand rubles.

- Let's import goods, you look at the course for 2008 and now. The price is in dollars one by one, I said proudly.

- Well you are trading in Russia, what does it matter to me that the goods are imported?

I, frankly not understanding whether the guy is cracked or not, scratch the back of the neck: - Well, you have no difference, and the manufacturer of the goods in the United States has a difference. He buys raw materials in dollars, he pays workers in dollars, I buy in dollars, I sell in rubles at the exchange rate, all logically.

- Now the crisis in the courtyard, give a discount. Then went a 15-minute monologue, that he is a client, he means, he says, the client must be appreciated, he already took 6 years ago and will still take, and without the client there is no life. In short, everything was reduced to "I used to take 33 000 rubles and now I want to take 33 000 rubles too. I get a discount now, that’s okay.”

Sorry, we can not. If you give this product for 33,000, I am ready to take it from you for 40,000 right now, and so I get it for 58,000. have agreed? - and I really can't cut the price in the 2nd end, because my net margin is around 7%. There is just nowhere.

No need to hammer. Call your boss and talk about something else.

tk. I am myself the boss, then I just give the phone of the office, although it would just have to send it in three letters. But I’m polite... Naturally, after 2 minutes of calling, the secretary switches to me, from there they complain about me extremely thoroughly for 3 minutes in very different expressions.

I know, you talked to me.

I asked the boss!

Who am I in your opinion?

Most importantly no one?

“No,” I say, “you can call the director, but I hired him myself, so he won’t fool me.

I will take the competitors.

Yes, for the sake of God, take from competitors, all prices in dollars, even in China. I am not deceiving you. Open the website of any distributor in the United States, there the price will be exactly the same. In the dollars.

Okay thank you.

I put on the phone and exhaled. Okay, mostly customers are adequate, and there is a real crisis in the court. The brains flow in people. The most interesting thing for the customer is that almost the entire group of goods supplier I, so came out over the years of building a career. Thus e. I sell the product A, its closest analogue B, the cheaper analogue B, and even have the Chinese very bad variant G, which other than G is real and cannot be named. The sites are different, the phones are different, the girls sit different, but in the end the main is still sold to me. In the company selling the goods, B. stumbled there on a girl with the same logic of dollar prices and after 15 minutes asked the boss, i.e. and me. The secretary redirected him again. At one “allo” he didn’t recognize me. I had to interrupt it at the most interesting.

Is it you again? He burst out.

Well, if we are on you, it’s me again. No call to G.

There is no one else.

What shall I do? We sell the premium segment, we sell the economy and here is the direct Chinese economy. And we sell all the cheaper, actually, that’s why we work.

Then I will complain to FAS. You have set up a monopoly here and the prices are knocking in two ends!

Well, I think only in the FAS on a small business with four positions did not complain.

Do you think he calmed down? No is. He started calling all the partners that take from me for implementation in the regions. And everywhere it was priced from 1100 to 1200 dollars, which is understandable. Requests came from everywhere: from Kaliningrad to Vladivostok. The client did an amazing job over the next two weeks, sincerely believing that someone would sell him the goods in rubles at the 2008 exchange rate. He actually called the whole country (!). I have never seen such perseverance. By that time, our offices had issued about 40 different proposals on forms, issued 15 invoices and separated themselves from most reasonable intermediaries by explaining the situation. The people were betting on whether requests from other countries would come. And yes, we received a couple of requests from Belarus and Kazakhstan. The customer even contacted the representatives of manufacturers in the U.S. and demanded to explain why their distributors sell in Russia, focusing on the dollar, rather than keeping the price in rubles as decent people believe. The capitalists had difficulty answering and even copied their legal department for some reason.

Call in three weeks.

Hi to you, Bambi. Okay, I will buy from you.

and no.

What is not?

You will not buy.

Why is?

And they ended up in the warehouse, I lied, not red. I’m a very patient person, but it even got me. At least 15 is a real deal.

How is it? Why don’t you keep your warehouse?

Hold on, but now it is over.

And when will they be?

without a notion. The dollar is jumping now. We decided not to bring this group yet.

- Well enter the position, I need urgently, I am a repairman, I need to hand over the object.

Well, three thousand dollars.

Why Why?! to

Well, I’ll need to bring these 15 pieces separately now, specifically for you. Did you know that logistics also takes in dollars?

The guy throws the phone, he has a natural hysteria. An hour later, his boss presumably calls and asks with an unobtrusive voice to find out who has offended the courier.

Are you all there? I think, but I am silent, gathering with thoughts. I explain the whole situation from the beginning briefly and thoroughly.

He thinks, he sows, he is silent.

And what to do now? You are destroying the object.

Three weeks the guy was doing shit, and the object is broken down by them, ok.

Do I know what to do now? Your man did not buy at a low price, three weeks tried to the price of 2008 in rubles at a perfectly understandable schedule, and are we to blame?

“Solve the problem,” said the comrade and threw the phone. Okay, I think now the performer will call again, ask for the bill. But no one called me that day.

A call on Monday.

Did I know you won’t solve the problem? The boss asked the comrade again.

In the sense?

Well, we wait until you give us options on how to buy at a low price now. Do you value customers?

- Let's do this: you buy from any of our partners, we don't get cooperation, there is no understanding at all. Let us not torture each other.

Well and great.

A call in a few days.

Your partners don’t give us your price. and settle. They all have $1,100-1200, and you have promised us $1,000. Will you solve the problem or not? The project is burning!

You know what? Go you to the pole and let the bears love you there, I said in a few different expressions.

Do you know who you are talking to?

"With the polarist-homosex, apparently," I put the telephone, added it to the blacklist and asked never to connect with this comrade again.

Then two times came to us some shy as first-time students of LLC, but, having received the price of $ 3,000, withdrew. Eventually the director called me. At that time, I ran and checked which company was there. It turned out that these were small repairers with a turnover of 15 million. There were three stages of decision making. The director asked if I was a hunter or a fisherman. That we need to go hunting together, all discuss that it is not possible to start cooperation like this. I hanged the telephone and thought that the chicken spring had come to all of us, and then I went on holiday for a week. His Nafig is. And the goods were eventually sold to them by our partners for $ 1,300 with a deferral, but they never received the money. What should have been expected. These are the kinds of people, but the normal ones are more.

Our leader is very sensitive to the aspirations of the Russians. After all, it is about the Victory Parade that the Russians are now thinking. About the parade and quite a little about the fear of dying from the coronavirus, staying without work, without money. The most important thing is the parade.

In the middle class, we had an economic game. The essence was that the "tasks" were hanged - there, to green the floor, to set up a roof, to remove snow, etc. Each student could come and take a task, the school currency (marks with a stamp) was given for the performance. At the end of the auction, where real things could be purchased for marks (backpack, magnetophone, etc.) I decided to show the guys how to make money. I showed it is true :)



From the upper classes there was an initiative group ("committee"), which distributed tasks, checked and paid marks. Students could gather and propose to the committee their task for the benefit of the school (to write, justify, etc.) If the committee agreed on it, it was included in the list and new brands were released under it (you catch up, right?and :)

So here. There were those who worked. For example, removed the snow - honestly got 20 marks. Someone tried to buy or sell brands. There were those who stood in the committee and "solved issues" - to get a good task, close the taken, etc. But the most clown was with new tasks. The closer to the auction, the more they appeared. Check all doors in the school - 100 marks! Read a lecture on the PDD - 200! Naturally, they were immediately “after somebody.” Some were executed on the same day. To come to the committee and offer a new task became impossible - a lot of work, we have a turn:) Everything only through "solved".



When the auction began in the courtroom, the prices started from thousands. "Workers", who accumulated 200-300 marks, just left - nothing to catch. Everyone bought “barricades” and “grills”. The teachers looked at it with square eyes. The "committees" could not participate in the auction, but they all then cheated with the players from the auction. Some teachers said it was a circus, even threatened to “discover.” But then everybody got hit.

This was a short course on the characteristics of Russian business.

The state is an institution that restricts the freedom of citizens in order to expand its own.

Project department of the construction office.
Another employer arrived. Sounds the task:
I have an unconstructed one-story building in the city center. built under the office. Can you complete it and project another floor to get a two-storey building, but only with a flat roof?
We can.
Will the roof be flat?
Why not? If you want a flat, we will.
I thought :
- Or maybe you can and three-storey, but with a flat roof?
It can also be three-storey. Why is it so important for you that the roof is flat?
The man, smiling quite:
I’ll put another floor up! by Sam. Then somehow!
I stared at him:
So if you need a four-story building, we can design a four-story building for you.
Customer with caution:
Will the roof be flat?

The largest number of moving parts are in the sand clock, and the largest moving parts are in the solar.

It happened a week ago, but the situation only allowed today.

As I said before, I sell my own knives and sell them through eBay and Etsy.

and 99. 5% - butts: just silently buy what they need, ask a couple of questions, and that's all. This is the best type of client.

There are cascades, but very rarely. But recently I got burned. (K is the client)

A client from Canada wrote to me.

K - Good, I want to buy from you chiridashes (such small knives of interesting shape). Are you sending to Canada?

I – Yes of course. Now with the mail is a problem, but I use the service of another mail organization, and they deliver quickly. Canada is about 12 days away.

Q - Okay, then I have two chiridashes, and can they make cheetahs from kaidex?

Yes, I have no problem.

He takes two small knives, and I note my order to the table.

One day passes, and he again.

K is Hi! How is my order? )

I am good! It will be ready in a week, as described in the description. Everything on time!

K is good. Can I get two more curls?

I – Yes of course. I will do. Just make a purchase, and I will report in one package.

Q. Can I get a gift? I took two rentals yesterday, and I think you won’t have to report anything to me :)

I did not quite understand him here. I read it 5 times and thought that my English was really bad.

What do I mean by “gift”?

Q - Well, times are tough, there are not so many customers now, and I have made two purchases. I think it makes sense to show your loyalty to the buyer. You don’t want a bad response, right?

Oh you p@dars! This guy is really threatening me. I adhere to the policy that any conflict should be resolved as peacefully as possible, and if I am at least to some extent wrong - it is better to return the money. But this is the first time I meet that I am so threatened in the face! And the most evil thing is that I can no longer cancel the order: it has paid, and according to the rules of the service has the full right to leave a review.

I – yes, of course I will.

K is great! I wait!

I did not argue with him. Muddak thinks he is the smartest and has to do with a poor master from a third world country: but fuck you.

I scan our dialogue and write to Admin Atsi. They are, of course, those still fools, and almost in any situation are on the side of the client, but here they even fainted. They said they will get it done.

A week passes and I get the answer: The user is blocked because he repeatedly violated the rule of the resource, the transaction is cancelled.

The store stood up on my side, the cattle was blocked, and even the money didn’t have to be returned.

Is that what a man has in his head? It’s a pity that he took the two cheapest knives, but it’s still nice. I hope that this down has made several such orders at once from others and now has flown for a round amount.

Peace to you and good customers!

Engaged in opening the locks, and more specifically what should be closed and opened accordingly.

So, there is an application from the controller, you need to open the door, documents in your hands, a drunk husband procureed the keys... I come and watch the painting with oil, the blue body is on the site, next to the aunt with the documents in your hands... We specify the cost of opening and the price of replacement, the opening is agreed, and we will make the replacement of the type ourselves, you only get the old one. Well okay we work... I opened, I got the lock, gave it to my aunt and I gathered the tool. As soon as I gathered, I realized that my aunt merged with the castle unnoticed and naturally did not pay for the opening. I picked up her number, took it and said, like the husband lost the keys, let him pay, and this reminds me of an absolutely blue body, that is, in shit... Well, I had to carefully twist the wagon along the perimeter and twisted the door to the metal to the box. The wagon to the place and home... Three hours later, the truth for a triple price and "money in front" "opened" again. While re-opening, the aunt was crying that the shit didn't run it, but then it all came up: there is no castle, there is nothing to take, the husband will wake up flooded into the apartment and will be closed on the roofs, and she will buy a new castle...

Sitting in the kitchen, 3 children, 9 years old, 6 and 3, began to jump on me, I on the couch under them started pretending, whispering, saying that it was hard to breathe and to tear. He pretended to be unconscious. As a result, the elderly was still trying to check the breath, the heart beats or not, the warm or already cooled, but after 30 minutes everyone decided that Daddy is asleep (although the elderly paid attention to the absence of snoring), a little bit of me struck, assessed what a hike went out, ran and while Daddy "sleep" swallowed tea and got a candy. As a result, the rescue is hardly worth waiting, but the children can make a living.

The path to defeat begins with the thought of one’s own invincibility.

Borders are closed, rallies and gatherings are prohibited, any travel except for work requires a special pass, pensioners die, and working pensioners can not be paid. Do you really think they’re going to look for a vaccine?

At the end of the biographical films must show a photo of the prototype, so that everyone would understand how ugly he is compared to the actor.

On Saturday, there was a bold and, I am not afraid of this word, a professional robbery of our firm.

Audacious because the guard was fifty meters from the central office, and professional because two thieves (cams shot three, but one was on the road) in just seven minutes had time to silently expose the glass package, open the door of the box office, scrape the 70-kilogram seat in the concrete, pull it out the window, sink and hide in the car...

The speed and coherence of actions spoke about the fact that the thieves spent more than one day on training, every step was thought out, every little thing except one... on this day the cashier foolishly forgot to remove the safe all the daily revenue (a little more than a million rubles) and left it a row on the table under the folders...

Even a little bit of theft, so tried...

Previously, I worked as an electrical assembler and came from the guard after a few days of rest, I started shabashing, first with acquaintances then when Avito appeared I had an announcement there about the urgent work of Electric. And a woman calls me and asks how much it will cost to change the lighthouse in the room. Started to find out what exactly the luster, that is, different, turned out to be a simple 5 rough, named the amount (I don't remember the exact amount but in the transfer for our money now) about 1500 rubles, the lady agrees and I take the tool with food expenditure to the address.

I was met by a normal woman, Hello, Go!



I went through, looked at the front of the work and in the runway, in five minutes removed the old one, 10 minutes took the assembly of a new one and 5 minutes to install it in place, even the perforator was not needed, the holes under the fittings were perfect. In total, taking into account the inspection and clarification of all cases, the dismantling and installation of the luster took 25 minutes.



I say: All the housewife take the job and show that everything is turned on and lights up and I am pleased that I quickly and without dust settled in half an hour.

Here a gentle woman gets 200 rubles and gives me with the words "My husband said that this job is no longer worth it and too much for 20 minutes of work, he doesn't earn so much."

Whose husband did not change it? And he works, he earns money, she replied.

I begin to explain that my knowledge of electricity, tools, consumables, transportation costs and wages, i.e. profits, and your 200 rubles are only transportation costs for gasoline, i.e. to go to you through the whole city. I also begin to say that I agreed for 1500 rubles with you and not with your husband and if you initially sounded the price of 200 rubles then I would not go to you, and you agreed, so please pay.

Here the woman began to scream like a heat-taking whistle, STRONG AND CONTRA, that we are all scammers and that we would only use them and exhaust ourselves from here.

I understand that it is useless to scream with her, I quietly stand on the board and take off a new luster. She stopped breathing, she stood dumb and quietly watched what I was doing, and I removed and disassembled the screws and hooks again and put it back into the box beneath her and silently try to leave. Here she woke up and let us say how they are now without light and that they need to be collected back and hanged. He replied to her: The work was done, you did not pay, what is the matter, now you need to do the work again, accordingly, the price increases twice, i.e. with you 3000 and right now otherwise I will not do anything.

So much dirt to his address never heard, eventually sent NACHER her and her sick head, then began calls from her and her husband with the demand to return to the place at least the old luster, but were also sent NACHER!



It turns out her husband works and earns money, and I fucking go pine!

xxx: I remember being brought somewhere in my childhood (years 7) on a shale in the woods. I got out of the car, standing and thinking where to run. I see - in the bushes there is a beautiful green grass, flat such, only surrounded by grass, like bortices. Well, I think I will run there. I was going to jump over the grass right on that grass. What stopped a few steps from the grass, I don’t know. changed my mind somehow. She returned, told the adults about the "pollank", and they were so lazy, "A, it's a mud."



YYYY :

A minute of education. :D

As an inhabitant of the taiji, where such swamps are more than solid soil, I can tell an interesting thing. How the shake works.

The fact is that the whole mud is impregnated with natural gas bubbles to the depths. and methane. This is the result of the decomposition of the organic matter from which any mud actually consists. Remains of plants and insects. Even the turf itself (and such swamps are almost always turf) when decomposed releases gas.

So here. In a calm state, the gas bubbles are quietly at different depths, dissolved in water, attached to the remains of organic matter, and do not disturb anyone.

But it is worth getting into this dirt to the person as he begins to "destroy". From the vibrations, gas bubbles are released, crushed into larger balls, and, in fact, turn the water and dirt around the person into carbon. The dirt literally begins to “burn.” At the same time, it reduces the average density of the substance. Such a gas-rich dirt is much less dense, it literally becomes lighter than a person. And, according to Archimedes' law, a man drowns in it like a cast iron battery.

That’s why the first rule for a crashed person is not to move.

It doesn’t matter, quickly, slowly – any movement causes the separation of gas bubbles, and a complete loss of fluidity. Lie on your stomach straight, breathe lightly, shut down and wait for help.

To hope to be able to swim out, or escape by yourself, is the same as crossing a river with a band of bricks.

A worker is a person who prefers to work in his free time.