This was six years ago.I got a job at a company director Finnish representations in Russia.All well and cool.For recent university graduates generally cool.Salary, insurance, car payment and phone.Even on examination policlinics invited to Finland.Because the work is connected with the products.So they have been taken in the company.
trip to Finland quite often had to do.That train, then by car.More often than not in Lahti.
the Hotel Finns ordered lunch in the office - how to have dinner.If you are not invited at the expense of the company, the very graze.
Well, all good.And once I arrived in Lahti on Thursday evening, spend the night and the morning in the office.Before lunch - boring charts and listening to instructions of the shareholders.Lunch, after lunch hour and a half to the treasurer was hit totals.Everything is good, profit, mood - better than ever.
motnutsya decided in Helsinki shopping.Yeah.That was the wrong decision.As they say, if the trouble can happen, it happens ...
from Lahti to Helsinki about 100 kilometers, the highway speed of 120 km / h - drive without traffic jams for about an hour.Side by side at all.Well, I left - gone.Somewhere in the middle blinking light the gas tank.Well, I know that another kilmetrov 60 gasoline is.Food quietly in Helsinki, the third Ring I pass quietly entering the center.I put the car on free parking.I sighted the place.Since the machine was then the truck category (pick-up) - it can not be in a department store to call underground.Going purchased.
wandered about four hours.I bought rags, even the shoes daughter.Loaded priperlas auto.Shoved bags into the cabin and thought - whether to stay for the night in Finke or steer straight home?
And then made a second mistake - decided to steer.And already about 21.00 Finnish, we - 22.00.
figured that I will not go to Peter and zanochuyu at his dacha - it's halfway from Vyborg to St. Petersburg.And happy to steer to the border.The lamp was burning.A fucking ingots not all gas stations operate at night.Only machines.They take the cards and paper money.
And then I made a third, proved a fatal mistake.I decided to pay off the automatic filling of bank debit card.On that I have enough money.It is in euros.Salary Finnish.I always took it abroad.The rest of cards left, this time at home.I went a little one day and was not going to Helsinki.
short - taxied so dashing for refueling, the hose - tank, the card in the machine ...
next ten minutes I beat on the dispenser arms and legs, trying to regain zazhёvannuyu card.
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Okay, call the bank and Russia.A blocking stake.I climb over the purse.There - just strum iron coins.in the amount of about 4-5 euros.
ABLOM!
calls the company - no one was there.All drink beer in the bars.So they decided on Fridays.I called a friend in the Finnish Lahti.They are already half-way to his grandfather in Oulu.It is north of Finland ...
situevina critical.I even to the border of not finishing.
short - even cry.
Well, I did not cry, and Dorul to the nearest roadside cafe (they work for a long time), I bought a little thing on the sandwich, and coffee - free of charge).And I think - where at night, though white, summer, take the money in Finland?
two options - to change rubles for euros at the bank, which will open only in the morning at 10 o'clock, and then on Monday.Or rob Finn.Here in goolovu came third option - to pass the morning in the supermarket empty bottles and cans.They Deposits - from 0.5 to 1.0 euros.
short - robbing somehow did not like.Therefore, I took a plastic bag and flooded poking around the neighborhood.
And I must say that in Finland fairly clean.Even along the roads which go russturisto.A litter along the trails there are large green tanks dug into the ground.Of special crane which then take out huge bags of garbage.
And these tanks digging Finnish "-alkashi vagabonds" who go around their "ownership" in different avtorydvanah.
In general, I have set myself the most important task - to collect the dishes at 20 euros, which is about 12 liters of diesel.And at a speed of 60 km / h in the morning dragged to the motherland.
I go so quietly on the edge of the forest along the road, good luck call.Even one of the bank under Koff collected per hour.Already the matter to midnight, Fartagh not.Phone number is also on the decline of - money runs out.Armageddon is shorter than me.
Well, decided that if luck is not - surrender to the authorities and will ask me to forward to the Embassy of the motherland.)))
And suddenly - oh God.Luck.Mary took pity on the poor girl!
along the curb side of the road there is a pile of empty bottles of beer!1 euro!Just pieces of 20. I am a quick ship treasure in a package that's just become quite heavy and trudge back to the car.
And I walked quite a distance ...
And only the distance loomed cherished cafe with stoyankoi and my car as the patrol stopped near the police car.Two climbs out of her sullen logger and almost silently put me in the back seat.The package will ship to the same.And being taken ... no, damn do not the police, but to the place where I took the bottle.And there bravo walks blond native middle age.It can be seen already by gas and something loud shouts of chuhonski.
Well - started explains, it turns out I had stolen the dishes prepared for delivery, he got incredible difficulty in his landscapes of Finland.The policemen in general loyal to me have explained, that I - inveterate Russian criminal, because of which affected the economic welfare of their northern homeland.
had to include "Durkee" Manka-bonds and go into a steep "nesoznvnku."She said she saw the bottles, discarded by the roadside and decided to include them in the trash, because I love the pristine expanses of civilization northern neighbor.Indoor woodcutters had nothing!Bottles, I returned to the owner, who muttering Finnish spell immediately ejected.And the policemen took me to my car.Documents checked the course - based on the right of the car.On a computer.And they asked - and what the hell I'm Finnish shlyayus night along the road?Deciding to make a fool till the end I said that I ended Solarium, card jams, go to their homeland on foot.
Guys finally struck by the humor and they really have fun.They invited me to the cafe treated coffee.Then one took my rubles and what -That polopotal a bartender.She traded them to me as much as 50 euros.
escorted me to the gas station.Under their empathetic glances tucked cars and rasstrogavshih, he kissed each cheek in chuhonskuyu.Guys did not resist.
waved and departed.I came home in the morning.Happy and tired Cancelled criminal and bomzhovka.
Fiona
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