You know, looks like a big construction company? I do know. This yard, to plough a powerful earth-moving equipment. Instead of asphalt - a few boards, abandoned generous hand foreman at the wheels to mix the clay. In the corner of the yard mowing doschataya Booth - are sorted, with a characteristic odor. In the corridors of whom mud, fell from kirzovyh heavy boots on the ground Secretary tolstennaya baba in quilted jacket, and on the table Chief battery phones and old cans full cigarette butts.

Presented? So all this nonsense! Our office is located in chistenkom two-house, entrances face the vymoschennuyu tiles track, cut a wide window separates the lawn from the office parking lot. The territory surrounded forge slatted fence, gates and perimeter under round-the-clock video surveillance. All this beauty designed and built one Building management. The largest city ordered to build a Bank office, paid the money and, without waiting for the end of construction, ransacked.

On that terrible year, many offices ransacked. The former Chief SMU, even before former colonel and now CEO, one he otsudil ways statements from creditors raging half of the building and took his Bank under its Construction Company. In the second half of homes located all the same bank, only changed the name and severely reduced in size.

As a young receptionist director general secretary polivala flowers on window sills. Her hudenky, devchonochy excellent silhouette looked at the background of orange, sun-colored curtains. - Good morning, - greeted me - Artem Fedorovich host? - Dear - turned to me girl. I am just struck by her youth. Not only that she was two below my head, and her face seemed somehow to childish fluffy. Full Association with a small, two-kitten, who is not something that raise your hand, raise the voice - sinful.

- You are our new network administrator? - I hope. And where old gone? A no-where. Since the beginning was Kohl - telephone, and then he resigned, as soon as purchased computers. Good economy, I won, I thought, entering the room to the general director. - Allow, Artem Fyodorovich? - Come on, passage. Where served? - Artem, so his eyes werecalled across the office, smiled, looking at my ozadachenny appearance.

- I am thirty years in the army, to serve until colonel before, not uzheli not distinguish a civilian from shpaka guards. - Not far away, served in the Far East. Only there is no parts of the Guards. - Does not matter. In disassemble computers? - Have to work. First, at the institute, and then at a factory in the design department. - Computers can merge into a network? How much does it cost? - Well, it is looking for ways in which server, again on coaxial cable or twisted pair - Clearly.

- Artem hlopnul your hands on the table. - Pristupay to work guardsman. So I started to work in Construction Company. My aviation plant, where he worked after the institution collapsed earlier Bank. Change a few trades during the half, I listen to his father and went to Artemu to system administrators. The work was not heavy.

Replace the cartridge in the printer or pull out the paper clip. Well, sometimes bring a box of paper in accounting or restore the network after regular ladies vydernet plug. What team predominantly female - stupid. Guys - the builders, typically at sites all the time, only appear in the office for documentation. Five chiefs of divisions, Artyom - director, Janitor, yes, I - these are all men. There are still protecting the truth, but they are from another organization, and we hand.

Today’s day began with physical work in the morning a truck arrived with paper and other office trifles. I like Papa Carlo taskal all this wealth to their warehouse. Twenty-Hodok made from porch to the second floor. I do not know why, but Artem decided to put a server in the warehouse, but because I, too, sitting in a warehouse, the storekeeper to be me-sharing.

To tire o as a horse, I am pleased slipped in an armchair, opened a small window for the issue of wealth and enjoying skvoznyachkom. In floor listening ear, what happens in the building. Hours to two to my office, knocking kabluchkami, Oksana girl came from the Legal Department. There must be notice that Oksana always running, it simply does not know how to walk. And in more than eighty-kilogram girl. I jokingly called her dream maniac.

Imagine yourself. Eighty-metre rise, chest one hundred and ten, one hundred thirty hips, waist eighty, the thirty-ninth shoe size, hair almost to the belt. Call her thick no one language does not turn, first, greshit against truth, and secondly, Ksyusha - our universal animal. Her voice vote, with overdone southern Russian accent, roar on the floor just kabluchkov joins jet joy into our atmosphere. Since we Ksyush ey as the characters came quickly. At the regular incentive, she bravely drink together with imeninnikom cup cognac, pre-midnight otplyasyvala paired with me. The next morning, Ksyusha joyfully met me at work. Vladislav how cool that you work with us! I am not so long oars! The next festival you tantsuesh only with me.