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So, I was walking through the city. It was a summer day, with light, stinging snow falling and a wind blowing. The sun was shining, illuminating the freezing people who were shivering and sniffling, all because fashion doesn't allow wearing a warm sweater in the summer. Anyway, I was walking around, doing... well, actually, I wasn't doing anything at all and didn't know what to eat, since I only had 3 rubles and 50 kopecks, and all I had at home was salt and nothing else. Although, I'm not even sure about the salt... in short, I was broke.
I was walking along, and suddenly, I was abducted by aliens who dragged me to their intergalactic base. They took my bag, emptied its contents on the floor, and it turned out that the aliens had a rather strange hierarchy: the thinner ones were in charge, and the thicker ones were like support staff. Or rather, the thinner ones were the attacking units, and the thicker ones were the support, taking notes and calling headquarters.
So, they emptied my bag, and the thick alien picked up a DVD-ROM that I had successfully transported from point A to point B. He asked, "What is this, and where did you get it?" I replied, "It's a DVD-ROM. I bought it." "You're lying!" said the alien. There was also a skinny alien who kept trying to get under my skin and mentally attack me, but I was an adept of non-contact moral warfare, and he couldn't penetrate my defenses with his pathetic attempts.
Meanwhile, the thick alien said, "What are we going to do? Let's check it." Then he found some kind of number on the DVD. *What number?* Some number, anyway. He called headquarters and asked them to check if the DVD was stolen. I had never seen anything like it and didn't think I would ever see it, and I don't think I'll see it again, because it's impossible. It was simply beyond my limited mind to come up with such a thing. So, the aliens checked it, and it seemed to be okay. They also found my floppy disk, which I had also teleported to the desired location. They didn't bother checking it. They held me for another 20 minutes and then let me go.
I walked out of their star intelligence headquarters and walked home, deep in thought.
By the way, I suddenly realized that I wasn't abducted by aliens, but by police officers, who dragged me to their station because I looked suspicious, like the scarf wrapped around my face was a sign of terrorism. The fact that it was -27 degrees Celsius outside didn't bother them, nor did the fact that 90% of the rest of the people were dressed the same way. It was just that I was also wearing sneakers, and it's well known that all terrorists receive a personal pair of sneakers upon joining the group, and these sneakers are passed down through the family.
By the way, it was winter outside, not summer, but that's not really important. Everyone was still dressed the way idiots dress in winter.
By the way, I still didn't buy anything to eat, so I had to go hungry. That's the story.
Ley
