About the book: 2013 / A piece of paper deftly snatched from my folder fell on the table in front of his nose. An absolutely standard agreement on consent between employer and employee. I filled out most of it before arriving for the interview. There were mere little things left. “Please, write here and here the amounts that you promised me for the probationary period and after it.” And where it says “From the employer”, sign and decipher the signature. - What kind of nonsense is this? We don't do that. - Well, I beg you very much. Since I have to work for two months without receiving money, let at least this piece of paper warm my soul. - Well, you know! While we were talking, I thought that you, Pyotr Arnoldovich, are a decent person, and you want to sit on my neck. I won't sign this! If you don’t like it, go away! - I also thought that you were a decent person. But this litmus test immediately showed that from the very beginning the Zhu-Zhu-Zhu company wanted to cheat me with my salary. I leaned across the table, as if going to pick up the contract. But at the last moment my hand jumped up, grabbed him by the hair and pulled him down. Flying off the tabletop, he leaned back in his chair. Blood streamed from his bloody nose. The amazed top manager stared at me. Only the shock of such a drastic change in my behavior prevented him from screaming. He took in air over and over again, but he couldn’t exhale, force his vocal cords to work, or raise the alarm..