Yes, everything was fine at Sonia with character!It
you confirm any sane person.Peaceful, friendly ... even.Especially in the morning when the coffee has brewed, put cheese on a sandwich, chef delayed, and Vasya from a nearby department calluses through a plastic partition their herds, loving eyes.
But Vasya - Vasenka, so a specialist of the first category, and I would like someone such that hoo!As her boss Yegor Ivanovich!To envious girlfriend Vera, mother wept with joy, and Vassenka changed his mind and got married, finally, on Svetka of accounting.
What?Here she told him - just a couple!And Sonya - no.Sonia - woman, special, musical and poetic.
Who does not believe, can sneak into her purse to look: there still hang out a volume of poems Nizami Ganjavi and wooden whistle, bought on the local market.
But we are not talking about it.In short, Vasya was not for Sonia groom.Therefore, no advances to him not to do it.Even in the cafeteria during coffee breaks paid for itself.And it is not known how long it would have lasted not one day ... she vystrigi chelochkoy!
And it was so.Came one night "characteristic" Sonia home, flung musical and poetic bag in the corner, he grabbed the nail clippers and - bam!- Whittle down yourself bang!
- Dura crazy!- Immediately shouted into the phone's best friend Vera.- How are you now going to walk the streets?That much?Curves I mean?
Sonya sobbed and measured chelochkoy ruler.
- Yeah, - she said after a moment.- The difference between the edges of one and a half centimeters.
- get!- Vera moaned and shook his finger to his temple.- Well, what can I say?Walk so until otrastet ... but ... maybe it cut off?
Sonia has not listened to, and lay on the bed with a small volume Ganjavi and crying on the fifth stanza on ... Oros tears as the 7th and the 11th, she firmly took the scissors, put his forehead and klatsnul line a couple of times.
Now bangs was a little wavy, but creative.As if by design.
Sonia cried a little more, for catharsis, finished reading the 13th verse, and went to bed.
morning the whole office was looking at her, mouth open.
- You ... you're fantastic!- I mumbled Vassenka, spilling coffee on the table.
- Thank you - muttered Sonia and hid behind the monitor.
A lunch chef Yegor Ivanovich called her to report to him.
- Sofia Alexandrovna that with you?- He asked, flipping through a folder plump, glancing sideways at Sonia.- You are healthy?
- Yes, - said Sonia low-frequency and hid behind a wardrobe.
At lunchtime, the dining room, his colleagues gave her a place in line, close to the cash register.
- Sonia, take your tray and get up to us - invited Iraida Pavlovna of planning.And, muffling giggles behind his back, he hissed: "What have become attached to the girl!Each can happen! ".
the evening of the same day were flooded with tears Sonechkin verses 14 to 18th.When the tears suddenly ended, Sonia took a nail clipper and sostrigla what remained of the bangs.Once again I looked in the mirror and shuddered!She looked now absolutely lousy.But somehow it became easier.As if this was not a bang, but a splinter.
- Congratulations, - said hoarsely Sonia herself and went to bed.
morning Vasya was standing near the office in which Sonia sat and watched her fearfully shy away from side to side, trying to quietly make it to his desk.
- Good morning!- He cried when they caught up, and when he heard the familiar "Go to hell!" ... But went out for coffee.
- You know, once, when I was still young - suddenly he began, setting Sonya mug with the company logo - my older brother badly trimmed me.I was 7 or 8 years old, I had to be a bugler in the school holidays, and brother shaved curls sticking out so that no forage cap is not saved.In short, I did not take a holiday.I stood behind the scenes and in dudel whistle.I wanted to annoy all.
- Why are you telling me this?- Sonia snapped, pressing the head of the table.
- I just want to cheer you up a little bit - Vasya smiled and stroked her hair.- You are fantastic!A bang bang ... what?Otrastet ...
Vassenka left.Sonia before the end of the day staring at him through the partition cautiously loving eyes involuntarily groped his forehead and smiled.
- Mom?Mom learned about you from Vasenka, crying from happiness?- Prisvistnuv envy, asked a couple of months girlfriend Vera.
Sonia stroked regrown strands taken from the shelf and nail clippers, an example of a bang, replied, "Well ... perhaps that quite a bit."
© Yulia Nadezhdinskaya
Articles Source: proza.ru
