Lords and chames, communes in the attack

It happened late that I had almost 3 times to deal with the insolence of the alleged agents..

Before that, the woman behind the desk treated me, well, in a rude way. I got mad, I virtually snapped, and I left. Only then did a superb answer come to mind.

It's in psychology that they call French stairs syndrome erstwhile "on the stairs" you're just thinking, "I could have started this...

In contact with the office scolding ex cathedral, recently, I swore to myself, "I will hold the situation" I will play CKM and give myself time for the right answer.

Slowly, with emphasis, without being besides rude, but emphasizing the tenacity of this Divine Being.

And yes, situation number one. all day, I feed homeless cats. I see, any woman stopped. And loudly, for passersby chants: what are you doing here!!!?

And it was (and it is ), a individual responding to the City Office for homeless pets.

What am I doing? What do you mean what? That, What, I have, Do!!! What are you doing at your place?

Babitsche back.

A week and a half ago. I'm driving a hook through town. Tonight. 2 passing "fields" call me: Come on, sir.

What's up? Shall I blow?

Do you have any lights?

Where, I don't? It was just any Chinese shit.

I do, don't I?

What?

Chinese.

Too... do something.

I hit her on the steering wheel, she lit up more.

You see, the People's Authority got frightened due to the fact that it was Chinese.

They turn around.

But but!

What?

As we talk nicely, on the another side the young man on the scooter jumps from advanced pavement to asphalt. And in the center, unlit crap goes chaotic on the highlands.

Why aren't you chasing them? Hmm?

Retreat, fast step.

The day before yesterday, I'm driving a one-way hook again. I'm slowing down due to the fact that I want to go to the another side of the pharmacy. There's a warrant to turn left. I'm on the left edge, free. In the corner of the eye, individual behind me in the car. Pass right, no direction. He's ramming the road. Macham hand to drive left. The crowd is standing. Drops the window: Police!!!(if it is in a civilian). What are you doing!!

I slowly: tanker! I pass and you make a danger in motion!

He left slowly. He must have seen me coming to the pharmacy.

And now the question.

Do they specially recruit fools, jerks and typical knuckleheads to the offices and the police, or are these desirable skills acquired during the long-term "sacrifice service"?

Oh, I've noticed that "holding" the delinquent even at the expense of the queue behind you just sets the chamah to the vertical.

Nevertheless, the People's Authority is returning. Although, did she always leave?