“Open the door for me!” I don’t know who you are or what your name is, but listen to - if you ever hear someone in your yard rushing into the porch - it doesn’t matter whether you or your neighbor - and yells in a rude, manly voice: “The door is me open it! ” - Know that you have to pack and run. Run to the other end of the city, or maybe to another city, even to another country and pray, pray to anyone you want - Christ, Buddha, Cthulhu - so that it does not bother ...Read More

How I guarded the office One day I was guarding an office at night. There was a minimum obligations - to ensure that no one burst in (I’m a noble driver, but if someone managed to break open this unrealistic iron door at night, he would have been unlikely to be able to stop him, so I was more likely to be there for information), to let in the authorities and also so that it does not flow from the ceiling - sometimes there pipes burst on the second floor there. And once a week, you need to wash the ...Read More