Ангел постарше строго смотрит на подчиненного. - Докладывай....

An older angel strictly looks at his subordinate.
- Report. In a nutshell.
- Alive. Goes to work. Hopes for something.
- For what?
- Hard to say. Twice I showed him a happy dream - he doesn't see. She says she gets tired at work.
- What about work?
- Yes, like everyone else. Bosses. Vanity. Smoking room. Rumors.
- Are the bosses harsh?
- Yes, the bosses as bosses. The same as everywhere else.
- Fear drove away?
- By itself. Still on the way to the office. Wings fluttered overhead. I even dispersed the clouds. I had to ride a wing over my ear so that the sun would notice.
- A pretty stranger on the way? On heels. With the smell of exciting perfume?
- Well, offend ... I pushed nose to nose in the subway.
- And How?
- No way. "Sorry" and further into your thoughts.
- And after work?
- The shops. TV. To wash the dishes. The Internet. Sleep.
- Did you break the TV?
- Sure. I bought a new one for some reason ...
- Did you turn off the Internet?
- Five days in a row. He just started hanging around at work. Till late evening. They can do that.
- So. What about the weekend?
- Sleep before lunch. Cleaning of the apartment. In the evening - friends, stupid conversations, vodka. Home after midnight. In the morning with headache under the covers. Or to the TV. Or to the computer ...