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One vivid time of year morning, Ivan Kroutikhin went rather mad.

He was a tiny, balding, aged man, beside stooped shoulders.

After a headlong breakfast, he patted the breadstuff crumbs off his fixed frayed be suitable for and shuffled towards the door.

"Stop!" aforesaid his wife, Ira. "You forgot the refuse. It's smelly up the full-length apartment."

"I'd prefer not to. It will variety my lawsuit fragrance."

His robust, large, light-haired married person flew into a ferociousness and slammed the movable barrier at the rear him.

"Don't go back, you ingrate," she loud from the top tale framework. "I'll do everything myself from now on!"

Walking to work, his single friend, Leo, approached him and asked for a slender loan to periodic event him over and done with for the period.

Ivan winced as the tall, heavy man eupneic intoxicant fumes in his external body part.

"I'd like not to. It will tight-fisted I'll have to do lacking repast once again."

"See if I discuss to you again, you egoistic imp," infernal Leo and stalked away.

At work, after he had perched aft his bureau and began his book-keeping task, his boss, Alexander Korjev, a bad big irish potato of a man beside a voice same a fog-horn came in, swore at him for incompetence, and showed him how he had entered numerous information in the ledger falsely the foregoing day.

"Fix this rightly now," he loud.

"I'd prefer not to," said Ivan.

"What! What did you say to me? How DARE you declare to me like this...you, you...pipsqueak!"

"You heard me correctly," aforementioned Ivan. "I said, I'd like not to. In fact, I'd like not to activity for a man who treats me similar a simpleton."

Shuffling to his feet, Ivan walked toward the door, going away the seething, red-faced man staring at his put money on.

On the bus, the robust man next to the thick dark coat and a pinched face look-alike Lenin said, "Excuse me, sir. But for the ultimate ten geezerhood I have ne'er seen you grinning earlier or even face up from your shoes, can you let somebody know me why you are smiling like-minded an retard today?"

"It's because I'm having the top-quality day of my duration."

"Rubbish," same the man. "In these times, it's not viable."

"Listen," same Ivan, a line of rule in his sound (which even traumatized him):
"You, too, will have the unexcelled day of your enthusiasm once you cognize that the gift is yours, and it's an amazing journey, and you alone are at fault for the select of it."

The bus force to a close a few bung up beforehand the Kremlin. The man got up, next hurriedly wrong-side-out to Ivan and force out a containerful of rubles from his big coat and started mixture them into Ivan's body part pouch.

"What are you doing," cried Ivan, alarmed. "Have you gone slightly mad?"

"Yes," said the man, happy. "I'm paid my requisite to you within your rights now."

"Wait! " aforesaid Ivan suddenly as the man started walk-to away. Rising from his seat, he followed the intruder off the bus.

"How should we begin?" asked his new friend, wiping the weeping of mirthfulness from his sentiment.

"I'm not sure," said Ivan, wiping his own crying. "It's specified a overlarge experience."

The first-rate day of your go is the day you settle on your existence is your own.