Four years ago, we decided to support her husband in the country unfolded baby boom.
good thing of course, but we have unfortunately overshadowed by the joy of a child waiting expectant mother need to constantly walk on some instances, collect papers, stand kilometer queue at the clinic and women's clinic.Our consultation, for example, it is better to come in the evening with a clamshell that morning was at least some chance to get an appointment.Walking is often necessary, it is impossible to miss, otherwise there may be problems with the paperwork.
And so wonderful summer day instead of walking in a shady park, I once again went to sit (or stand as lucky) in the stifling long and narrow corridor consultations.The heat was inhuman, even the asphalt melted.
When I saw the place, just depressed - the corridor was packed, doctors on vacation, take only one chance to get almost was not.But I was so long, it was a shame to turn around, I sighed and got along with everyone.
About air conditioning in the building and did not seem to hear.Stuffiness and heat terrible, pregnant fanned magazine and pretended to faint.But with such a concentration of pregnant women per square meter no advantage magical state of course is not allowed.
queue has already quarrel on the eternal theme "You are not standing there," and now the stress was buzzing angrily.By the end of the reception was 40 minutes, and the people has not decreased, and a third.
At the beginning of the corridor seemed another visitor.It is a young girl, very beautiful, thin, without a trace of makeup, blond hair in pigtails, huge blue eyes - she gave the impression of a schoolgirl who lost and knows how it got into the strange place.If not for her companions.Woman hand pulling forward the pretty boy of four years old, "Mom, let's run who is faster!".Mom obviously could not run because the other arm pulled back her two year-old girl: "I want to swing ... ahhh .. swing .." brought up the rear is the same young and handsome Dad on his hands was very very tiny ditёnok, three months, which the pope tried unsuccessfully to insert the nipple on the go.View of young parents was so not even tired, but some zonked ...
Despite a very nice view of the family, all met their joyless, looking askance frowning: it was clear that she specifically took her children to gothe queue to the doctor and have it start up because ... BUT!In the middle of the corridor she stopped and addressed to all, loudly asked, desperate high-pitched voice:
- Tell me please, where is the office of family planning ??
In the hallway hung MAT pause.Could hear the flies fly.Expectant mothers in a stupor looking at young families.At the end of the line someone said: "Hmm .. better late .."
... Even the nurse looked out of his office - to look at the cause of this unprecedented fun ...
most interesting is that the location of the office where the planfamily, no one knew!And he was - at the very end of the corridor, where no income.
Mamolya
Articles Source: anekdot.ru
