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Mystical Kiev and stories. V. SpeysЧитать онлайн книгу.

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Albertovich, come here a minute. – Ton, unlikely to lead to anything good, I called Alexander.

      – What? – I asked, approaching nearer.

      – You saw the chief of staff when you leave the factory for lunch and did not return, was it?

      – He could not see me. – I said, looking into her eyes shy Tamara Petrovna. What Petrovna said:

      – Valentin, do not look at me like that. Just Nikolai Andreyevich since his office oversees staff. You can not see, and he sees all.

      I instantly realized that deceit, and took a job that made an enemy number one in the person of Chief of Staff. And in order to defuse the situation, he asked: – And when it’s leaves on vacation? – What Isaiah said: – He is a workaholic and always prefers the winter holidays, the New Year.

      – Yes, I was not lucky.

      – And not just you. – Isay said in a threatening tone. – For such violations deprive prize not only you, but the whole department. – He paused and frowned at one point. I looked in the direction of his gaze. On the drawing board drawing board, which looked Isai, it seemed to me that there is a wisp of smoke began to stand out as a magnifying glass focused on the sunbeams. A ubiquitous Tamara Petrovna, in a hollow voice, suddenly said, looking moist eyes at Alexander Vasilievich:

      – Sasha, maybe something can be done for the first time after all?

      – Yes, I’ll talk to Shchekin; Nikolai Andreyevich good guy for the first time may take place. – At the same time, we went to the workplace and in our group a tense silence reigned, nervous heard rustling paper drawing so slamming leafed through the folders with the drawings. Soon, Tamara Petrovna flew into the shop, followed by the left and Alexander. And my annoyance again cramped throat, a lump has risen to the sky foreboding disaster. Still disappointing early career overshadow the reprimand, all the troubles of the alleged collective blame one person, and that person turned out to be me. It became unbearable to sit in this room, to hear sniffling colleagues work and catch them sidelong glances. And even two students intern Polytechnic Institute assigned to our department to serve posited practice began to whisper, glancing warily at me. Well, at least Lubchenco Alexander Vladimirovich was not, well, Golde Alexander Askoldovich him.

      Perfectly beaten track working, I could not stay longer in the room and breathe the smell of ammonia from the air, from fresh copies of the drawings, neatly arranged in the drawing folder. What do you do in this, absolutely idiotic situation, I did not know, and we ought to get out into the fresh air and think calmly their behavior among these people, snapped at me. Saving idea came suddenly and somehow immediately pushed for action: – «Yes, this well-wishers say that you need to see a dentist, the tooth hurts.» Ideas for saving hint, I began waiting impatiently Isaiah. And on a whim, he flew into the department, with the words:

      – Folder forgot drawings.

      Without giving him time to recover, I quickly ran to him: – Alexander!

      – Yes, yes, I will listen carefully?

      – I would be a doctor.

      – Something urgent?

      – Yes. I wanted to take time off in the morning, but due to our five-minute out of my head.

      – Yes, I also surprise even forgotten folder.

      – I suffered a two output, thought himself to be held, and there it was. Yes, I firmly decided on Friday to the doctor with this tooth, but, frankly, was afraid. So that?

      – Well, that’s so good, I asked to go to and no talking. Come into frames, take a leave. Only now, that does not catch your eye Shchekin. There is Zinaida Maksimovna, it will issue a leave and sign for it, and I’ll sign it. Well, let’s go, and the tooth hurts even more. – The words of Sasha our eyes sparkling smile.

      – And where to find you?

      – Listen, Valentine, I’m not old, come on, «You», but then I somehow embarrassed to talk to you, this we all Lubchenco only «you» says.

      – Yes OK. Well, I went. And then for you to sign.

      – Yeah, let’s go. Do you know where our clinic? Today, there is just a dentist accepts.

      – I have mother-in-law at the Institute of Dentistry, opposite the Bessarabia Market, physician-scientists are working stoma. He is waiting for me already.

      – So go. – He put the folder with drawings under his arm and ran out the door. And I with a sigh of relief went through the cabin number six. Asked on duty there woman on duty – Where to go? – I said that going for a furlough. This procedure took me less than ten minutes. And five minutes later I triumphantly presented a leave guard in the booth number six. That long considered a piece of paper with the signatures, I could not resist, did quipped: – Signatures are all genuine, what’s wrong?

      – There must be signed Chief of Staff.

      – But there Maksimovna signed Zinaida, she has the right to a formal management approval of the plant and the secret part. – I do not give up. The guard stared at me with her evil little eyes, and slowly without taking his eye mouse slowly slipped on a piece of paper sticking out the pin, which has a pile hanging severance passes.

      – Come on! – He muttered, pressing the pedal stop rotating cross. I like to springs charged jumped into the fresh air of the factory gate and collided with Isay.

      – Alexander, but where are you?

      – I was in the frames. Think of a question about your AWOL removed. Well, there is a separate entrance from the second floor. So that’s all right. – With a smile, a reassuring look at me, my team leader.

      – Yes, Friday and today will not be tabulated.

      – It is clear that I do not get a penny these days. – But Isaiah was no longer there. With the drawing of a mouse, he stood on the steps of the entrance porch and talked with the military in the form of Soviet Navy.

      There remains, finally, with himself, I walked slowly walking along the tram tracks towards the Red Square. There near the monument to Ukrainian philosopher Gregory pan, I sat down on a wooden bench, and began to reflect on his present position in the design department of special plant «Electric appliance». Bus passing by, some stayed near the bench where I was sitting. Finally, it dawned on me that I was still in the parking lot route. I had to, got up and walked in the direction of Andrew’s descent. Following along the rows of souvenir, I noticed a familiar climbing the stairs towards the top of Castle Hill. Legs like themselves-gales motion in this direction, and, most surprisingly, I did not feel any fatigue. And all this guilt was indescribable thirst for unexplored miracle. I wanted to feel again the strange change in the weather, and I went straight to this magic circle, without knowing why. Excitement filled my senses. I would particularly like to feel like a researcher unidentified phenomena of nature, which can not be said, even the closest people, to not consider you not quite adequate mood. But today’s conversation in the department said unpleasant metamorphosis so that I would generally send everything and plunge into something predictable, once and for all put an end to the humiliation of the deed weathered minutes misconduct. No longer hesitate, I looked at his watch, not to be late home, and not to betray the fact that I did not have the whole day at the factory. The time was exactly eleven zero, zero, and the inscription of the day, «medium», of course, one thousand nine hundred and eighty one. Having determined the time, I boldly stepped into the center of the circle. Instantly everything changed. Trees and shrubs why they became half the size. Some of the trees did not exist either in place or nearby. There was a lot of space and light, and it was cool. And on the branches of bushes and trees near the foliage was not observed. Wind does not feel the warmth of the sun was shining, but not warmed. Shivering from the cold, I stepped back from the community, to the place


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