Battle for tights
Battle for tights

Video: Battle for tights

Video: Battle for tights
Video: Black Tights Only Fight Scene 2024, March
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Battle for tights
Battle for tights

I ran for a long time after the tail of the sweeping tram. She shouted something incoherently after her, sobbed several times, stopped and cried softly.

I was thinking about tights. New black tights with a wonderful openwork pattern. For many months I dreamed about them. I saved a penny, but every time the required amount was almost collected, something unexpected happened and the openwork pattern melted away, like a pipe dream. Pantyhose appeared and disappeared on the horizon of my life and suddenly they gave me an ultimatum: "Either now, or never!" I read an advertisement in the newspaper that the consumer protection committee needed a secretary, called and I was invited for an interview. Everyone knows that going to an interview wearing an oversized robe that hides the secretary's most important professional quality - slender legs, is a disaster! Here, skill is determined not only by the speed of the fingers, but also by the length of the skirt! Unlike my toes, my skirt was of a high level. Only tights were missing! Well, don't go bare-legged!

I borrowed money from a friend and went to the store. I rode in a stuffy, full tram, automatically cursed with the passengers, and mentally I was already sitting in a soft armchair of a spacious air-conditioned office, smiling charmingly and periodically throwing either left on right, then right on left leg. The director could not take his eyes off these manipulations, as if mesmerized by the depth of the black patterned nylon. I was accepted even without a probationary period …

I already knew about this when I got off the tram. I accepted congratulations and envious glances, I was on top of the world. And the next second she put her hand into the bag and flew into the abyss. My wallet was stolen on the tram. It is difficult to convey the feelings when you were just taken to a prestigious job, and a moment later thrown out into the street. It is impossible to convey hatred to the one who is to blame. I looked at the red tape of the car hiding behind the bend and cursed the villain who had stolen not my wallet, no, a dream! Faith in the future! Hope for a miracle! Everything floated before my eyes …

I wandered aimlessly forward, not understanding why I should live on. Existence on this earth has lost all meaning. A difficult childhood, a hopeless youth and a lost youth flashed through my memory, never knowing the joy of putting on my legs in black laced happiness and being hired for a prestigious job …

Oh my darlings, my darlings! They stood in my brain like a persistent vision! I closed and opened my eyes several times, but the vision did not disappear. I shook my head violently, but that didn't help either. And then I realized how cruelly fate was joking at me! It turns out that I stopped at the window of a fashion store where my pipe dream was being sold! I could not bear such a blow! Something terrible and roaring woke up in me, and I already knew that I would not leave here without tights. I flew into the store and headed straight for the rack where they were. Many shades, a million designs, but I was faithful to only one color, one pattern! I almost reached my goal, but the seller, apparently noticing this crazy look, blocked my way.

- Excuse me, are you interested in something? I will show…

I pushed him away and rushed to the rack. I had already touched them, I was almost reunited with them, but at that moment the seller grabbed my hand. I pulled it out with force, swayed forward and filled up the entire rack. Tights rained down on my head. I fell to my knees and dropped my bag.

- What you need? - the seller shouted in fright, trying to lift the rack.

But I didn't answer him, I was ready to continue the battle for tights to the last drop of blood! Victory or death! I fiercely lifted the bag and swung it for a blow. And suddenly something brown and rectangular fell out of there. The bag was full of holes, and everything was always filled up behind the lining. This time it was my wallet. I was numb …

- I'll call security now! - shouted the seller, looking with fear into my glazed eyes. - What you need?!

- I will complain. I said quietly. - No service! I wanted to look at the goods, but received a rack on my head …

- But…

- I will bring you such an inspection! - I spoke in a full voice.

- Excuse me, I …

- You will remember me for a long time! … - Now I was shouting. - I work in the Committee for the Protection of Consumer Rights!

- But how can I make amends …

- Give me these black ones with pictures. Their price corresponds to the size of your rudeness! … In our committee for this …

- Take it! Take it for free! I am a co-owner of a store … Accept this gift …

I held out my hands, and they gently touched my palms. I won! I was on top of the world!

EPILOGUE

The next day, an interview took place, and an old maid in a long skirt and a tightly closed sweater, who could type quickly, was hired …

Anna Yablonskaya

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