HEAVEN.
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The first pancake is always lumpy. Not only that -
oh, that you do everything yourself regarding the design and
coding, so it also comes to writing articles -
Xia. Yes, not simple ones, but ones that interest
but it was. Imagine how overwhelming it is
burden...
I'm a programmer, not a writer! People,
help! It's no good for me to be editors
children I'm supposed to create in my line of work
coding in four dimensions. We are the people
He's fast, we can't sit still for long.
Our brains demand action. This is an electron
The boy is supposed to sleep twenty-four hours a day
day, like a fireman. They are all phlegmatic.
Don't believe me? Then scroll further and see everything at once
you'll understand...
...Once my brother had to as-
sampler to fly with Yurkin Barabashkin
(Master) with a soldering iron in one place
flying. Imagine the situation: two maniacs in
one cabin... But that's nothing. Saved
what a solderstarted to sleep out of habit
pave. Liz on the seat... Monotonous
The coder soon got tired of the snoring and
decided to have some fun. The question is - with whom? Steward-
Dessa didn't catch mice, the rest of the passengers
were clearly boring and far from high mathematics
riy, with which the coder fed his ever-hungry
and a twisted brain. Only the neighbor remains.
But he’s sleeping, the enemy! Pushes the encoder pa-
drawer:
- Hey, buddy! Let's play something
something. We still have a long and tedious flight, so...
I suggest that you have fun killing time.
“Fuck off, I’m busy!” muttered the soldering man,
moving his sting displeasedly.
- Well, if you don’t want to just like that, let’s go
bucks,” the coder did not stop, going through the
catching all possible algorithms and combinations
to break into your neighbor's peaceful sleep. But he
It doesn't hurt your ears, and it doesn't smell like rosin.
Time passed. An hour has passed - the flight is normal -
small Out of boredom, I ran around the Internet, fortunately -
I always have my computer with me, and not finding anything
interesting, the coder is bothering me again
Soldering cord:
- Well, let's do this: I'm asking you a question.
If you answer incorrectly, you pay
I'm fivebucks. What if I answer yours
wrong, then I’ll unfasten fifty green
nym. Agree? Well, wake up, bro, get wet
sting in the rosin...
- Oh, you're so boring! Well, let's play. For-
give me your question. - Connected to the network pa-
drawer.
“Who is the president of Indonesia?” he said with joy.
hacking the encoder protection. He was already attracted
the prospect of purchasing at the expense of a soldering specialist but
your hard drive. And the ice has broken! Solderer,
having warmed up to red, but still not melting,
beer in your head nothing sensible except
old solder, silently took out the crumpled party-
a dollar bill and gave it to the coder. That one a little
not... out of delight. Inspired by the first mustache
on foot I grabbed the bucks and prepared all my
natural processors to the question of conversation
ka. And the solder, seeing the joy on the monitor
coder, sighed for the untimely death
five and made himself comfortable in the soft
airliner seat.
- Okay, now I'm asking. Who's up the hill
walks on four legs, and descends already on
three?” said the soldering man, sniffed his tip and
switched off to ground again.
The coder thought for a long time about the question,
took the entire database,which he collected in
fishing over the years of life, the main pro-
processor, but never found anything suitable -
no matter what. The new hard drive began to acquire
vague outlines... “No, he will be mine!” -
the coder thought angrily and glanced
on the peacefully “massaging” soldering iron, got it
computer. Almost immediately I got through to the first
the howl of a random gateway station, and from there
- the whole world at your fingertips...
...Two hours passed - the flight was normal.
The coder forgot about everything in the world. The main thing is
what the hell is this that keeps his foot on the mountain
left? But no one, either on the Internet or in
Fido, much less on ZXNET, knew about that
com monster. The coder's patience was running out
critical point, after which we are already
an irreversible process will fade away... And the flight
was coming to an end. The plane tilted
side, approaching for landing. It's time to say the answer
zat. The voice of the ship's commander, asking
fasten your seat belts, took the coder out of the ca
nic state. "Well, that's it, we've arrived."
the coder thought and turned on the soldering machine.
He warmed up for a long time, quietly purring to himself
under the sting of some kind of nonsense. And the new hard drive
slowly dissolved in shiny packaging
in the bottomless mind of the coder who thinks
I have already said goodbye not only to him, but also
with a recently hardened fifty-kopeck piece.
- OK,I give up. Here's your fifty
hundred dollars - with a feeling of complete disappointment -
the coder mumbled.
The soldering man indifferently stuck in a fifty-kopeck piece
into his jacket pocket and stared blankly
just ahead of yourself.
- Well, tell me now, what kind of creature is this?
such that you can descend a mountain on three legs
elk? - did not calm down with his defeat
encoder The soldering man also silently and lazily finished
Tal and gave the coder five dollars.
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