Where were my eyes when we bought this apartment? My husband said this yesterday.

Initially, we tried not to make any common mistakes when choosing an apartment. Immediately looking for a good area, a relatively new house (2-3) year, so that the repairs neighbors did and immediately interested in the neighbors on the site and above us, not to buy an apartment with neighbors lovers of midnight walks. And here we found a suitable apartment, the neighbors were friendly and welcoming. They talked about all the advantages of living in their home (and why didn’t it alert us?). The apartment was sold by the military, he served in another city and from the moment of obtaining this apartment, he gave it to some woman, Zina, who lived alone and every month transferred money to him on the card. Zina turned out to be an Asian woman, aged 35-40. The apartment was virtually empty, in one room there was only a bed and a booth, and in the kitchen there was a table with taburets, a plate and a dishwasher. We looked at the apartment in the afternoon. The floors were washed, the toilet and bathroom smelled chlorine, like the whole apartment. We planned to quickly make a cosmetic repair - change the entrance door, wallpaper, bathroom, dishwasher, toilet and buy furniture. The money was allocated only for that. I was already in the eighth month of pregnancy, so we were looking for an apartment in a new house so that there was no need to do major repairs.

So, we looked at the apartment and agreed on the deal and safely eë spent. The owner of the apartment said that Zina, the guest, has already found the apartment, is moving today and will give the keys tomorrow. Since the apartment is empty, there is nothing to take, we did not worry. The next day, her husband called Zina, and she asked her to live for another week, but her husband refused and she said she would give us the keys at six or seven in the evening. She called at six and asked if we were going. We both stayed at work, and Zina said she would throw the keys into the mailbox. On that day, my husband had a competition among children's football teams. As long as the prizes were given to the winners, as long as all were photographed, as long as the inventory was removed - it was already 8 o'clock in the evening. We were tired, but we went again to look at our apartment, the keys we had with us. We found Zina’s key in the mailbox. But they could not open the door because it was locked and the key was in the lock from the inside. We were surprised, knocked, called, no one opened, and the lights burned in the windows. Then I pressed the call button and didn’t let go for 5 minutes. The door suddenly opened and some Moldavian appeared on the threshold and began to shake his hands and shout that he would now show us how to touch the calls of others. His husband did not touch him, he just cried, and considering the large sizes, sports bodybuilding and coach voice, the Moldavian immediately stopped waving his hands and began to say something about the fact that they can not go anywhere without passports.

They! Is he not alone? How many of them? My husband and I looked around, my husband told me to stand here, and I went into the apartment with this citizen. It turned out that there was still a aunt and bags with some things in the apartment. The aunt began to scream that they paid Zina for 3 months of residence, and she deceived them and stole their passports, and they are from Moldova and without passports they cannot. Her husband pushed her aside and went to check out the other rooms (the three-room apartment), he turned on the light in the dark room and I heard him sneeze. I thought there were a dozen more migrants sitting there, and it turned out that when he turned on the light, I saw a lot of bugs on the walls, on the floor and on the ceiling. I had never seen the bugs before that day and was just in shock. These Moldavians said that Zina handed over beds to migrants. There were 5-10 people in the rooms. We slept on the mattresses on the floor, there were a lot of bugs, and it stinks of the toilet in the apartment, because the toilet was one, and when it was its turn, they went to write, and sometimes not just to write to the bathroom.

Then I realized that on the day of our parish the whole apartment was washed with chlorine to stop the smell. The Moldovan man warned them that he knew no Zina, and since it was already night on the street, he allowed them to spend the night, and at 7:00 in the morning, so that they were not here, because he will come with the workers in the morning. This aunt tried to whisper that since this is now our apartment, we must now find that Zina because she stole their passports and owe somebody money there. Her husband cried something in Moldovan and she remained silent. We have gone. And then began the war with clowns and faces of different non-Russian nationalities. And if we defeated the bugs, harvesting everything to concrete, blocking all the gaps and rubbing them with stinking gas (the treatment was ordered at the sanitation station), then non-Russian personalities called and knocked on our door for about a year. We had to do the repair very quickly, which we did not expect and send all kinds of migrants in the woods, who broke in the door with the scream that they called Zina and transferred her money for accommodation on the card, and now let us open the door or give money, or they will now call the police and it will be worse. It was Pepe. For a year, we weighed those personalities who were looking for this Zina. And when we, in the case, asked the neighbor, why didn’t they tell us that there was such a trance? She looked at us surprised and said, “Yes, what? We so wanted the apartment to be bought by a Russian family and cleaned up all that mess."

Why, regardless of the weight of the passenger, can a certain weight of luggage be taken on an airplane? It would be fair if you weigh less – you can take a heavier suitcase!

Who said hope dies last?

I think she is not dying at all.

How many generations have changed, and the hope for a better life remains.

Not so long ago happened the act of my "self-dumbness" in terms of punishing an employee. The worker, having completed the operation, lifted the dash controlled from the floor to the machine machine, grabbed the part on the magnet (the device is simple - the lever turned, and it grabbed the dwarf with a dead grip), himself clumped onto the part (the plate - allowed in place) and thus the knee, standing on the moving part, removed it from the machine. Then you would get up, drive a couple of three meters, descended to the ground.
I did not burn my companion. That is, a penalty on the premium, an explanatory for the violation of the rules of security, well, and the other in the same kind. The worker then followed me for a week, asking to cancel the punishment, the same was the technician, saying that he may not stand this way, maybe for now only on words, well and on in the same order. In short, I am a bad man, who took and punished from behind. But, what is interesting, since then, people in the shop have begun to think little: is it worth it? Suddenly, whoever will see, suddenly, whoever will tell - the shorter on the rod especially stopped climbing. But anyway, they walk and offend me badly.
Yesterday there was a serious accident at the neighboring company. The man is now in resuscitation, the ribs are broken, the lungs are pierced - chew. Of course, the info between enterprises is spread simply by finger-click. Opinion of employees:
1st Where did the Master look? Couldn’t I say it can’t be so?
2nd Is the computer engineer in the nose?
Three If they punished anyone at least once, the workers would think what and how to do.
But at the same time, I retain the status of an idiot and a blind man of the poor working people. Strange though...

Own Bank of United Russia (SBER)

I was sociable not only in childhood but now, 2 years ago, walking along the pond in the city center to me approached 2 people: a man and a woman, began a conversation about the weather, by their appearance (pronounced faces, books in the hands) I realized that the front house two Jehovah’s Witnesses (their church was in our city) and whatever we were talking about, in 2 minutes the conversation will go about God, in 1.5 hours I drove them out on 5 basic theories of origin in life, creationism deceits, archaeology, etc. and etc.

When they realized that I was hopeless, they were about to go away and say: “I am Jehovah’s Witnesses.”

C: Well we go, we have a meeting.

I’m going to go with you, I have an interesting conversation.

C: No, we are ourselves.

And then I realized that I took them--

I once went to a training workshop and wanted to put a protective vest on my hands. I approached the coach and asked if I could take this vest for a good memory of this wonderful workshop that literally changed my life. The coach looked at me surprised and said that nobody had ever asked the jacket this way, usually they were all dumb. It seemed that he was even embarrassed. But the rules are the rules, the coach continues, I can’t let you do that. In the end, my colleague pulled off two vests and gave me one when I arrived.

Even bad dreams at night are better than any thoughts.

Cats hate water. We clean it in the end. At the same time, he tears everybody's hands, roars and tries to break out already on the approach to the bathroom. One day I found a new way. More water he is afraid of the vacuum cleaner, so the cat was taken to the bathroom and the vacuum cleaner was turned on in the hallway. I sat in the chair quietly.

A man in Ancient Rome enters a bar, raises two fingers and says:
I have five beers, please.

Xxx: When the son was capricious in public places, they loved to approach the good aunts with the words "You won't stop crying, I will take you," and my son was hyperextensive, he was happy to give his aunt a hand and said, "Let's go!" The aunt usually did not know what to do in this case and just left. And I stayed with a child who was crying even more because his aunt didn’t take him with her.

Yyy: It’s wrong that some strangers tell the child that they can take him away. So the child has the wrong idea that he needs someone at least.

He introduced nuts into the diet, a very useful thing, especially for stimulating mental activity and improving memory. And here a few months later - I lie on the couch, rest and here the BAC, in my head without a reason, clearly pop up the numbers - 196 296 094. The numbers are very familiar, but intuitively I understand – it’s something old. It turned out that this was my ICQ login, and I used it for the last time in 2005. It became interesting, I downloaded ICQ, but I did not remember the password. They changed a lot in 15 years. I started writing to ICQ to restore my account. It turned out that the account is alive, but to restore it you need to list the friends' logins from the list of contacts. Below is an approximate dialogue with people from my list of contacts, whom I have not seen for 10-15 years:



Hi, how is it?

What a people we have not seen for a long time! Hi, what did I want?

What kind of logins did you have at ICQ 15 years ago?

by 0_0



After learning from three people their exact logins (something like Elf1987, Ebanator84, Trahalka) I restored access, went into the aska, looked who I have in contacts and removed it to hell for unnecessity)))



P.S I didn’t think it would be that effect from the nuts ?

Put the inflatable mattress back into the box. I never succeed. And with you?

We need talent and Chinese blood in genetics.

In Beijing, we were leaving the room, and the hotel administrator offered to help dress the older child while I was getting the younger out of the bed.

A couple of minutes later, I see a 5-year-old boy dressed in the costume of his 1-year-old daughter.

How he was able to fit there, he did not even understand.



We pulled him back much longer.

Xxx: I ride mountain skiing. At the descent, I am overtaken by a bunch of children headed by an instructor who cried out to them: Grandpa, we’re going to the right. I even looked around looking through the eyes of this grandfather, but, horrifyingly, there was no one else on the slope besides me. I was 34 years old at the time.

Yyy: Comrades... grandfather in the topic we answer polite, not rude!

When I was studying at the institute, we had such a drawing subject and for the student it was necessary to draw a workshop with machines. About 100 machines. I’d be upset with him, but this was a perfect perfectionist with a red pencil. That is, she finds a mistake in the drawing and surrounds the fat with a red cochinor, which cannot be wiped out with any pin.

The students are clever people and somehow before the consultation we borrowed this pencil from her. She searched for him for twenty minutes, did not find him and canceled the consultation.

Everyone has their joys in life.

No matter how stupid a girl is, it is important that the guy, looking at her, becomes even more stupid.

In order not to steal from the state service, there are two simple recipes:
Switzerland is the abbreviation of the term of power so that it does not take time.
Chinese is the abbreviation of life, if you still have time.

When I graduated from philosophy, I was not ready for the exam. And I decided that it would not be worse and started to wash away (hence I honestly don't even remember the topic of the question, it was a long time ago) and was very surprised by the four set by the predecessor. And since the sense of justice in me, unfortunately, prevails over the sense of self-preservation, I began to figure out the motives. Why is it four, because I am a wild nonsense? Prepod replied, "You expressed your thoughts, I tried to teach you this all the time." I say, “Why then four, not five?” The answer was, “You’re so wild, I barely got blood out of my ears!” and :-)

A cold nerve in the neck. The pain is not strong, but I am a taxi driver, I have to turn my head, and I can't. Someone went out and a girl sat down for lunch. Seeing my reckless turns, I began to ask what and how. He suddenly asked to stop the car. The customer’s wish is the law. He takes me out, slightly presses on some points on the neck and neck, and the pain has retreated! To my surprise, she replied that she was a veterinarian, and so horses are rescued.

Fresh traditions tend to draw, and turn into duty.