“... Paragon of the light. Lead our ranks in the fight against coming darkness ... "

I sullenly picked at the porridge that I could not finish in 5 minutes. With a sigh, he looked in the direction where Oksanka was sitting alone. At 23, I was quite an attractive guy but very complexed. I just couldn’t go up and meet an attractive girl, although sex was incredible. Remembering that you need to go back to the department and finish the report, I grimaced. For 2 months that I have been working at ZernTechProd, I have not established friendly relations in the supply department because of one incident. And the most offensive was that my boss was to blame. Arkady Petrovich aka dog is leaky, who managed his laziness and pofigizm pass for my incompetence. Roughly speaking, he set me up, and even very awkwardly. But as they say: whoever feeds a girl and dances her, and in my case, the boss came out unscathed. I remember then accountant Violetta came into the office. I sat and frantically searched where I could find a scythe harvester for a combine harvester for any money. During the harvest season (end of June), this part failed. However, all free suppliers did the same, because a whole week of paid leave was at stake. Our company is a private enterprise, because the funding comes from the owner’s pocket in the person of Ivan Forsunkov, General Director Ivan Pilipovich. He paid the salary according to the principle - a well-fed employee = a productive employee. Accordingly, the encouragement was the same. And since it is unrealistic to acquire a ready-made reaper spit during the season when everyone needs it, the one who acquires it will be equal to the hero of the enterprise, because a simple combine costs a lot of money. The combiners themselves are hired power, the payment goes by the hour and it doesn’t matter whether you work or not - hired so pay.

While I enthusiastically corresponded with the counterpart about the length of the braid and the material of the performance, Violet went smoothly to the chief's desk. Looking up, I involuntarily looked at her, and there was something to see. She is about 180 cm tall with a breast of 2 sizes. She seemed incredibly beautiful in her purple dress. Long black hair to the waist and bright scarlet lipstick on her lips completed the image of a fatal beauty. But my legs, in my opinion, spoiled it. Long and pumped up like a racehorse. Someone likes it, but for me it was a bust. A girl should remain a girl and not a mister muscle at 25 years old. In addition, the most important thing that I thought the girl - her ass was small and similar to hewn stone. Neither seize nor slap so that swayed. Do not think that I am a fan of fatty chicks with aspic instead of ass, not at all. I just love the girl to be soft and pleasant and not a MMA fighter. Meanwhile, she walked to the end of the office and leaned over and said in a chesty voice:

- Arkady Petrovich, can you tell the accounting department why is it still not distant to the supplier of 15 SFK bearings?

“What kind of bearings?” He raised his eyes in surprise from the monitor. Itself at this time, I am more than sure, sat looking at the photo of naked women. He was already under 40 with a bald head. Always striving to look under the girls skirts or staring at the chest, as in this case. Leaning over the table Violetta did not consider that her breasts will be visible in her bra. Embarrassed by such an arrogant look, she straightened after saying:

- Those that did not fit on Claas Lexion. You brought them from Italy and had to ship on the same day. Today is the 20th day, we need to accrue salaries to the enterprise, but there is no money for which we hope.

- Aaaa, so I assigned this case to Vikhrev Roman, here is even an e-mail, look - he got out.

The letter actually was, only there was a photo of those bearings in it which he sent to all our department, including me.

- So all questions to him, why he did not. “I don't know,” he said, buried in the monitor.The freebie is over and it’s no longer possible to stare at the young milkings. Violetta turned to me with a phrase:

- But this is your subordinate, and you have not monitored his work? Moreover, Roman is our new employee and works less than a month.

- Yes, I do not know why he did not. A slacker and a slacker, that's why, he added. And in general - you need to fire him. Nicherta doesn't just sit and play all day on the laptop - he added.

Here is a dog, blatantly blushing and not blushing. Even my voice dropped from indignation a octave lower.

- Arkady Petrovich, you didn’t say anything to me and in general I hear about this situation for the first time. I was then engaged in soap and towels for the company and all its branches.

“I personally heard that you were instructed not to lie.” Do not say so - Alice hissed.

That was a shock for me, because, in fact, a person unfamiliar to me then impudently slandered me and even in public. It is now that I already understood that the whole department looks into Arkady Petrovich’s mouth, and then I naively thought that we all honestly do one job. By the way, it was Alice who found the first scythe of the reaper, but gave the offer to this dirty pig - the boss. He got a vacation and went off to go off work joyful, but for some reason Alice received the biggest prize at the end of the month. Surprising is it not? Violet contemptuously glanced at me and silently left the office. I sat as a spat and did not know where to fall for shame. All the others in the department (and we were there 5 people, considering the boss), continued to clap in computers as if nothing had happened.

At the end of the working day, the landline received a call:

- Roman Viktorovich? You are worried about Inna Proshchelygin - secretary Ivan Pilipovich. Please go to him immediately waiting for you. The phone rang and the heart began to beat the tap. I thought my worst assumptions came true and they would just fire me. Arkady Pilipovich grinned at me and continued to stare at the monitor. Sighing, I left the office and went to the 5th floor. It was there that I signed the application at the secretary’s job a month ago and I’ll sign the application for dismissal there, I thought. He made a great career after graduation, worked for a little more than a month and was already on the way out. It became very bitter and insulting, how to explain to the mother who hopes for my salary that she will not?

She brought me up alone. My father left us when I went to the 6th grade. Not because I found another or out of love mother like everyone always. He got into debt, thinking that everything for him will be decided by itself. He was an ordinary asshole from the village where my mother picked up at the age of 27, seeing that she could not expect another and she didn’t shine with her appearance. But she had her own 3-room apartment and some wealth. And he was glad to try, curled around her and quickly made her a child, so long as they did not drive her neck. Of himself, he represented very little because there was no education, a repulsive appearance and, moreover, was inclined to be overweight, mammon was already drawn then. When I went to class 1, he mercilessly thrashed me with a belt for any comment in a diary or a bad grade. I studied so-so, because I didn’t have any preparation for school before, and he didn’t study with me.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the scientific research institutes of the grandfather and the grandmother disbanded and they went to work where they paid at least something. Although things from their studies are still stored on the balcony. Previously, in order to somehow isolate myself from the cruelty of my father, I sat for hours on the balcony and looked at their books. Now I have it as a means to calm my nerves after stress. My night after school began with the fact that the creation I called my father then sat in the chair in my room and began to watch the diary. Once a week there was a stable record that I was laughing in class or running around at recess. The school was for rich children, where my mother insisted to send me. She tried to give me the best possible education, she wanted to do better, but it turned out as always. Seeing the cherished inscription, he happily grinned saying:

“Again you can't behave like a civilized ...”