Uncle Koshim, it's not the stories. These are my notes like this just. I am very pleased that people read it. I got a mail a longshoreman six months ago. In the port of the movers called beautiful word "Docker". we have a package handler. I don't so few years, but it turned out less than there already don't get a job. I'm lucky. I'll say it again, I am a former athlete of the USSR, girevik. It's a lot to take in. I know how you don't need to take the weight of the service, and dropped it at the bottom of the truck, and for that I immediately ordered the train this other. Breaking backs there's expensive. But it's not the cement factory, and mail. Each of us has on his arm computer scanner, and each box need to scan. Can you hear the right sound -- load up, can you hear the wrong -- it's in the way. And we have arrived such cech, and said, hey sergei! I said, hello! What's your name? He said he was a Jew, and it doesn't matter what his name is. That's what he said. I thought I was, at the time of the Czech events was well very little, and it's not my fault. And Cech without name scans boxes, and they don't squeak as family, because they're not home. They are in the other truck. And I'm an unnamed beatthe saying so wrong. Need to scan correctly, there are people sent to the people, and not freaks for the plan. And he said to me: " I don't give a shit ". " I don't care ". I said, no! You cannot! And here, like said classic, groaning orderlies... No, wrist scanners are recorded through the common system. Pretty boss. And the boss Louise said in this trailer already even then unload it. Is not sending. And politely asked the czechs, what's his name. And Cech replied "Tommy". and now here it is, do you want don't want any have absolutely no right, useless and senseless poebatelʹstvo I've got to do with the name of Tommy.
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