On a visit at a fairy tale. We live in a fairy tale. I also did not guess earlier, thought, that bureaucracy and indifference - present generation. So to say, time costs. But here recently in hands the book has got, and eyes have opened. Product is called «the Cockerel and a bean kernel» and concerns the category of the national. An essence that the cock has choked with a kernel and the oil slice that a neck to grease has asked to help, bring a hen to it. She, the kind soul, has run to the mistress, that has sent to a cow. A cow - to the owner, the owner - to косарям, косари - to the smith, the smith - to coal miners. Something was necessary for each of them. And the poor hen while the cock perished ran. But, as well as it is necessary, in a fairy tale there was a happy end: the long-awaited slice of oil has got to a cock and he has recovered.
Well than not our life? We run from an office in an office, we collect inquiries, extracts, pieces of paper. Sometimes reaches to ridiculous when the official of the ministry demands to bring the inquiry which the next department of the same ministry should give out. Especially ridiculously, when with it you face in the Ministry information (the information!) Technologies. And it is good, when speech does not go about lives and health. Consider, has carried. And after all there are also such cases. Perhaps it is a way to cut those for whom it is not so necessary? In sense that asked-went less, the occupied people did not distract. Or it is simple взлелеянное indifference and arrogance of small officials? However, there is a difference from a fairy tale: in a reality sometimes to happy ends does not reach. Well, on that it and a reality. And we collect ill-fated pieces of paper, we run from an office in an office, we swear and we worry. Sometimes we ask, sometimes we are rude. And then, got tired after fussy day, we come back home, and we read to children of a fairy tale. That since early years knew: in a life all is given uneasy.