The hammer of the capital’s administrative digger to streamline everything and everyone has so far been no match for the only anarchic corporate phenomenon – with trading in traffic jams and peddling traffic. Everyone saw dark-skinned men sniffing exhaust fumes for days while defiling between the rows of barely crawling cars.
On the eve of March 8, they offer people sitting in cars a bouquet or two of mimosa. During the May holidays, these respectable gentlemen are armed with bundles of St. George ribbons and flags, as well as piles of patriotic body decals from the “we can repeat” series.
In the summer they retrain as ice cream vendors and offer it to drivers bored in traffic jams – straight from portable thermolares. Paratrooper’s Day brings the symbols and paraphernalia of the Russian airborne troops to their “shop”. On New Year’s Eve they ‘push’ garlands, firecrackers and sparklers into the traffic jams of questionable quality.
As a rule, everything is logical. But sometimes the supply of goods causes real cognitive dissonance among motorists.
So, just a few days ago, the author of these lines was faced with the fact that “mash peddlers” were trying to organize a mass sale of huge soft toys in the form of geese. Judging by the reaction of people sitting in neighboring cars, this also did not fit in their heads.
It seems that the “year of the goose” is not approaching according to any calendar. And even in overseas Thanksgiving — with its mass turkey slaughter — the toy goose theme doesn’t quite fit. Unless, before flying to the US, a would-be emigrant wants to practice the high art of poultry kill – on a large model of long-necked geese, so to speak… Not to mention that a large plush far from is the most requested thing when driving a car.
As a more or less understandable explanation, I may think of the version according to which some gypsy baron accidentally became the owner of a whole wagon full of toys. And now he forces his “employees” to realize them in every possible way. Or this is such a corporate training: they say, until you sell a batch of nonsense that no one needs at all, you will not be admitted to a serious business (ice cream, mimosas and garlands) …
The hammer of the capital’s administrative digger to streamline everything and everyone has so far been no match for the only anarchic corporate phenomenon – with trading in traffic jams and peddling traffic. Everyone saw dark-skinned men sniffing exhaust fumes for days while defiling between the rows of barely crawling cars.
On the eve of March 8, they offer people sitting in cars a bouquet or two of mimosa. During the May holidays, these respectable gentlemen are armed with bundles of St. George ribbons and flags, as well as piles of patriotic body decals from the “we can repeat” series.
In the summer they retrain as ice cream vendors and offer it to drivers bored in traffic jams – straight from portable thermolares. Paratrooper’s Day brings the symbols and paraphernalia of the Russian airborne troops to their “shop”. On New Year’s Eve they ‘push’ garlands, firecrackers and sparklers into the traffic jams of questionable quality.
As a rule, everything is logical. But sometimes the supply of goods causes real cognitive dissonance among motorists.
So, just a few days ago, the author of these lines was faced with the fact that “mash peddlers” were trying to organize a mass sale of huge soft toys in the form of geese. Judging by the reaction of people sitting in neighboring cars, this also did not fit in their heads.
It seems that the “year of the goose” is not approaching according to any calendar. And even in overseas Thanksgiving — with its mass turkey slaughter — the toy goose theme doesn’t quite fit. Unless, before flying to the US, a would-be emigrant wants to practice the high art of poultry kill – on a large model of long-necked geese, so to speak… Not to mention that a large plush far from is the most requested thing when driving a car.
As a more or less understandable explanation, I may think of the version according to which some gypsy baron accidentally became the owner of a whole wagon full of toys. And now he forces his “employees” to realize them in every possible way. Or this is such a corporate training: they say, until you sell a batch of nonsense that no one needs at all, you will not be admitted to a serious business (ice cream, mimosas and garlands) …
Source: Avto Vzglyad
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