Very nice apartment three years ago One small company was not able to fulfill my financial obligations to creditors and went bankrupt; And what's worse - she did not fulfill them and before their employees

. They worked for three months for "honestly", hoped and believed the director who asked only to suffer a little and give him time to correct the situation. Among those eccentric enthusiasts was me, the narrator of this simple story. The stocks of funds from a typical representative of the office layer are very modest, because the financial collapse did not make himself wait long. The first thing I had to make us with my wife is to change the rented apartment on the apartment smaller and cheaper. On as cheap option as possible. Time has been pressed, and finding a new home followed as soon as possible. That day our schedule with the wife of the affairs was rather dense. Now only remember that I had to go through three job interviews. Our city is the industrial center of the region, the population is more than a million people. Its part of it looks pretty good, places modern and picturesque. As in many cities of our country, it is worth only to advance towards the outskirts, as a gaze appears a quiet horror of dull, immersed in the web of the Tlen of the districts. In one of these areas, we and I decided to find an apartment: it was no longer possible to live in the center. "Choose, what you go to," the wife told me, pulling out two bundles of keys from the handbag. Bundles are wrapped in a sheet with a brief characteristic of the object written by the hand of the real estate agent. The characteristics are the following and few: "Average state", "very good apartment." - Strange she is somehow, why not going with us to show? And, in general, where the owners would have to see them too. And how people are not afraid, suddenly take and steal what, - I reasoned. "I'm afraid there's nothing to steal there," the spouse smiled restrained. - She said that he got sick and could not today. Well, okay. "I'll go to a good apartment," I did my choice by taking the keys and returning to the melancholic contemplation of the local entourage through the bus window. Time to the edge, we managed to sleep until lunch on a weekday. Because everything is enough, we decided to divide and look at the apartment: one - I, one - she. Houses were relatively close to each other. When stopping at the stop called "Teplomashprom", we diverged each to your object. I managed to find the desired house without problems. Among the two-three-three-year-old barban houses, the nine-story building is not so difficult. The room was written in several places with a brush, black paint. House number 16. Raised to the floor and opening the door with the key, entered the apartment. A quick glance at the hallway and the penetrating half of the only room turned out to be enough to question the definition of a "very good apartment." Removing a wooden door, torn with torn leather matter; stagnant unpleasant smell of dampness, sharpness; hanging on the wires straight from the ceiling lamp; The plated floors have plated; The wicked and seated wallpaper, once white in polka dot. This is not taking into account the other, let's say, "the shortcomings of the interior and repair". Naturally, the rental of such an apartment could not be a speech. I decided to call my wife and find out how things are with its option, and go to meet, in order not to waste time. When I took out the phone from my pocket, I was very surprised that it was not possible to turn it on, because even on the bus, the battery charge level was about 90 percent. After unsuccessful attempts to include mobile, I noticed a red disk phone with a mirror with a mirror. Going closer, removed the dusty tube - the beeps went confident. "Practically rarity," I thought about the device from the past. It turns out that someone else uses. The wife scored the number of the spouse and wanted to listen to the intermittent dialing signals. "Hello, say," I finally got an answer. - Well, how are you? - I asked. - Overall normal, only dark and damp, still the smell of strange ... - in the sense, in the apartment dark and damp, also badly smells? What is this apartment? "I don't know, I didn't get here," she explained. - I mean, what the realtor is: just that herself did not come, so also sent to some barracks! - I annoyed. - And what does "not in their will" mean? I have repeatedly said that it is temporary. "Well, I'm sorry," the voice sounded metallic. "Get out of there and wait for me at the bottom of the entrance, the address is exactly telling, I discharged the phone. "I can't leave here," she answered with a strange tone. - What do you say, we have little time! Dictuch, I will write. - Good, write. Prospect Mira, house 16, apartment 84. - Prospect of the world, house 16, apartments ..., I proved quietly, recording the address in the notebook. - Stop. You now call the address where I went. I'm on the avenue of the world! "Everything is right, because it is a very good apartment, I live in it ..." she replied, strangely changing the timbre color, uttering words that roughly, then a thinner voice. - What are you saying, wake up?! Favorite, what's wrong with you? Where are you, I'll be now! - I raised my voice, I wake up for a joke. What and as she said was very strange. - You are so here, we are both. If you want, stay. This is a very nice apartment, "the voice creep into the voice with a terrible metal creak, having broke into a rough, hoarse bass by the end of the last phrase. After these words, I realized that I was talking to anyone, but not with my wife. From the tube anything else was heard: neither the beeps, no voices, whoever be his owner. My hands trembled from excitement, I wanted to do something, look for a spouse. Obviously, she is in danger if someone is talking on her phone. Immediately, this version was in doubt, because she could just lose it, and found some kind of patient's phone, with a surprisingly similar voice. But where did the crazy know this address? It is possible that it is recorded somewhere on the phone. My analysis interrupted a deaf knock at the door. As mentioned above, the wood of the door swelling from dampness and tightly kept in the door frames. For this reason, it costs it worth some efforts. How I was delighted, seeing my wife on the threshold. The spontaneous manifestation of gentle feelings on my side is a little surprised, even launched. How I was happy that everything is fine! "Give your phone," I demanded that I needed, suddenly replacing the blissful expression on a serious-concentrated. "Hold," she extended the phone without asking extra questions. Checking outgoing and incoming calls for the last hour, I did not find any home phone number. Everything that was there is one call from the realtor, a call from mobile. Under the surprised wife's glance, I went to the room to the red disk phone, with the goal to call it again. This time, no signs of the presence of a sustainable connection, the phone did not serve, in the tube silence. Then I decided to check the cable. It turned out that it is not connected. It was out that technically I could not make that call. But I called, spoke with someone or something! - Are you some strange, all is well? Let's go, we have nothing to do here, "the wife said, putting his hand on my shoulder. - Just tired little. - You do not ask why I'm here? Well, okay, I myself say, you are not in the spirit. We need to leave here, this apartment does not give up. The female realtor confused the keys, the keys from this apartment gave mistake. For some reason, she so promoted, called, convinced to quit everything and go to you, here. - Let's go, you need to have time to the top apartment. And then you have an interview. "Yes, you are right," I agreed, waking up from thoughtful stupor. - From now on in very good apartments neither leg. 🌺