When I was young and beautiful, I arranged immediately after sailing on a ship supply oil platforms by an assailant.

One of my many responsibilities was to provide food for the crew and passengers (we carried specialists from the port to the platform).

All passengers paid for food in cash for each day. This was agreed with the management of our company, no shit.

I went to the market and bought products for that money.

Some of the passengers refused to pay. They say that their company will be listed afterwards. On all my complaints and arguments they continued to stand on their own.

Go to the captain and decide.

We come in the crowd, they stand in the hallway, I am half in the captain’s cabin and half in the hallway. I explain to the captain, they still don’t want to pay. They say they will be translated afterwards. All my conversation with the captain is heard by the passengers.

And then the captain, listening to me, made a mhatt pause. And he said with a loud voice, Throw them out of the boat.

The passengers immediately whitened and began to stir up sharply.

I don’t know how I didn’t get stuck when they took the money with shaking hands.

I was 8 years old. I was walking in the street, our village was small, and our parents let us and our brother go without fear. I decided to look into the neighboring house with my grandmother, and on the way I found a toy made of kidney-bird, with which you pull the tail and she pulls the wings. I showed it to my grandmother, and she admired it so much. Well, the child’s heart was squeezed, and I said that let it stay as a gift to my grandmother. I saw her tears flow, my grandmother hugged me, and I was crazyly happy. More than 20 years have passed, I am constantly visiting my grandmother, this toy has been preserved, and when we meet we often recall this story. It brings warm memories. It seems small, but it has become one of the most important gifts in life. Love your relatives, do not forget about grandparents, they often lack attention, but they love us.

Eat well, not just cheerful.

The theater "Modern" flew on a tour in a small town. In anticipation of the settlement, the actors wandered through the hall of the hotel, and suddenly someone noticed that on the hotel kiosk window among fresh newspapers and magazines is a postcard with a photo of Igor Kvashi - such portraits were previously very popular. The colleagues felt a slight injection of envy, and the proud and feeling the best actor of the theater Kvasha went to the kiosk:
Hi to you! Do you have a portrait of Galina Wolf? He asked the seller.
and no.
Kvasha looked solemnly at Galina Borisovna standing nearby.
Are there cigarettes?
No, there is no tobacco.
Maybe there is a gaffle?
Neither is.
Who is there? - Kvasha was eagerly waiting for the saleswoman to pronounce his name.
There is something left out. Everyone has been redeemed, but he is not taken.

Did I correctly understand that terrorists attacked Kazakhstan and demanded a reduction in gas prices?