I met a girl many years ago, and one day in the correspondence she complained to me about life, choosing "deep philosophical" insightful speeches.

At one point in the conversation she wrote to me:

“I was deprived of reality.”



My brain could not read exactly what was written.

In 9th grade, I had a drawing teacher with an old Satan in a shirt. I drawn very carefully and correctly, and she did not put above 4. One day I complained to my mom and she said, “So you’re not doing the job well enough! “To which I replied in my heart, ‘Well, do it, then you are one, prove that you can be better.’

My mother, at the time a professional drawer with more than 30 years of experience, drawing a million projects, decided to educate me... and really drawn a housework for me.

The next day I brought and showed her this house decorated with a gorgeous trio! My mom had no more questions.)

Man can do everything! What scares...

He once held a management position and recruited staff. Working with money, without communicating with customers, but frequent calls between employees. A deaf girl came to the interview, reading on her lips and writing answers on the phone. I took her, told all the staff that the new lady didn’t hear and she needed to write messages. I realized that my guys were the best when they created a shared chat where they were corresponding for lunch. Just so that the deaf girl can participate in conversations at the table.

The Jewish boy is asked:
“You have six apples, if you give half to your brother, how much is left?”
Five and a half.

She was filming in the center of Peter in the winter, in the service team. The frost. I wanted indescribable. I couldn’t wait until they brought the cinema and went to the nearest restaurant. As was, in walens, in a military jacket from секонд-hend, in a hat of uchanke.

I was surprised, but served. I talked to the waitress during the calculation. He laughed and said, “We thought when you just came here that you were either a zombie or a billionaire.”