This absolutely true and incredible story happened once in a minibus. A small group of young guys were sitting in the back seats, with expressions on their faces like “Now I’d like to have a beer, and then give and receive a punch in the face.” In front of them sits, or rather sits down—she has just entered—an ordinary girl. And in front of her is an ordinary guy. In front of him is also a guy. But he is unusual. He is wearing a white suit, perfumed, well-groomed. And with his whole appearance he shows that “my Porsche just broke down, so I’m riding in this stinking cart in the company of cattle.” Who is sitting in front of him is not the point. The important thing is that there is a particular nerd leaning on the handrail at the bus exit. And he’s fighting hard against sleep.
Why is he standing there? I don’t know. Maybe there wasn’t enough space, or maybe it’s easier to stay awake that way. While I was describing the characters in the story, the girl had already taken out her money and asked me to give it to the guy sitting in front of her. Which he actually did, stretching his hand forward to the man sitting in front of him. “But don’t you forget who was in front of him?” He was startled. And turning his head slightly, he said dismissively: “You need to get up and go to the driver.” “Oh, sure, I’ll get up,” the guy said, actually getting up. “Sorry, bro, 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 lift his royal ass out of the bus seat. There was a laugh in the bus. The master of life blushed and stood up too.
— “What did you say?” “Oh, are you deaf too? “Sit down, bro, where are you going to lift your ass, a disabled man?” “What, you want a slap in the face?” “What if you get one yourself? All this time, the girl has been trying to get between the guys to resolve the conflict, but the normal one has stood in the aisle and cannot be avoided. — I’ll put you down now, – the eyes of the “master of life” are already bloodshot. — If you do, the brothers behind me will get up, right, brothers?” he growls at the whole bus. — That’s right, – the men answer happily and also get up, although it is clear that they do not know this guy. At this time, the bus makes a stop. The master of life, seeing that both moral and physical superiority are not on his side, says:
—” Well, since that’s the case, you can all sleep with this woman together.” He points to the girl, whose money has not yet reached the driver, and jumps into the open door. I would have left like that. But at the last split second, the nerd woke up. He very quietly tripped the “master of life”. Oh, how he flew! He did not fall. He did not fall out. Furthermore, he was flying. He was flying parallel to the ground. He hit his head on a pillar. And he fell flat with his 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.
