This absolutely true and incredible story happened once in a minibus. There was a small group of young guys sitting on the back seats. In front of them sits, or rather sits – she just entered – an ordinary girl. And in front – also an ordinary guy. In front of him is also a guy. But he is unusual. In a white suit, perfumed, pampered. And with all his appearance he shows – “my car broke down, so I am riding in this stinking cart in the company of cattle. Who is sitting in front of him is not the point. It is important that at the exit of the bus, leaning on the handrail, there is a guy. And he is fighting hard against sleep.
Why? I don’t know. Maybe there was not enough space, or maybe it’s easier not to fall asleep. While I was describing the characters of the story, the girl had already taken out the money and asked me to give the fare to the guy sitting in front of her. What he actually did, stretching his hand forward to the man sitting in front of him. But do you remember who was in front of him? He was startled. And turning his head slightly, he said disdainfully: “You need to get up and go to the driver.” “Oh, of course, I’ll get up,” the guy said, really getting up. “Sorry, I can’t see from behind that the master of life is riding in front of me, who for the sake of us plebeians can’t get up from the bus seat. There was a laugh in the bus. The master of life blushed and also stood up.
– What did you say? – Oh, are you deaf too? What do you want, a disabled person? – You want a punch in the face? – And if you get one yourself? All this time, the girl is trying unsuccessfully to get between the guys to resolve the conflict, but the normal one stood in the aisle, and he can not be avoided. – So I’ll put you down now, – the eyes of the “master of life” are already bloodshot. – If you do, the guys behind me will get up. Right? – he growls at the whole bus. – Right – the men happily answer and also get up, although it is clear that they are not familiar with this guy. At this time, the bus makes a stop. The master of life, seeing that both moral and physical advantage is not on his side.
He jumps into the open door. I would have gone like that. But at the last split second, the guy at the door woke up. Who very imperceptibly gave the “master of life” a step. Oh, how he flew! Flying parallel to the ground. He hit his head on a pillar. And fell flat with a white suit in a puddle. Only five minutes later, when the applause subsided, the girl said loudly: “Boys! You have all just restored my faith that normal men have not yet been transferred.
