and almost mechanically precise and unmistakable. This greatly helped me to reflect and compare the facts of my recent accident. Unpleasant was only one, is that I could not get anyone to share and discuss their adventure and happily forget to live and themselves experience for future retirement, to which I had to live another 27 years.
Once Lubchenco called us before you start working on a five-minute and said that managers were obliged to organize a movement sector mentoring. I did not attach much importance to continue to identify and design errors in the drawings, to eliminate them by the rules established by GOST and inform the production halls.
Tamara Petrovna, with every care in my shop, immediately takes off and followed me around. I do not like extremely. But knowing touchy customs of the female character, I did not say anything to her about it. I still cherished the hope that this is just a random case and manufacturing only. But, it was the system. I could not resist and said Lubchenco. He calmly replied:
– Tamara Petrovna order of the plant is assigned an official mentor. Well, since we have a young, or not, the newly arrived employees, except for you Valentin, no one, that’s you, and attach it.
– And now, this employee will run after me in the bathroom? – Lubchenco slyly smiled, then said seriously: – She surcharge to pay ten rubles for mentoring, but it acting also includes discipline ward. And at the end of each month, it must be accountable to the mentoring work done by Golde in writing to submit my signature number of outstanding issues with you.
– Is it possible somehow to limit its hounds run after me? – On that, Lubchenco said shortly.
– You can not.
The next day, our group, Isaiah Tamara Petrovna, waiting for me at the workplace Alexander Vasilyevich.
– Valentine, this is Tamara P. complains about you, you do not come up to her and did not ask questions about mentoring?
– And that, Sasha, do you think that I should have production problems for a woman with no higher technical education? – I said those words, not looking in the direction of Tamara Petrovna. What she suddenly snorted like a horse bridle and loud for the entire department, he shouted:
– I was appointed by order of the plant was a mentor to you, and I am obliged to follow the instructions of his superiors!
– So you are running bad mentor, once I learned of it from you just now! – I countered her cries and too loud and the entire department. Tamara Petrovna grabbed a folder and took off in tears from the department. A little later, Isaiah told me that Tamara had applied to the management of the plant with a request to remove her social work mentoring for business needs and a large employment in the shops. Lubchenco invited me to his chair was set for his desk job, for which he worked.
– Valentin Albertovich as Tamara Petrovna due to blockage in the work can not pull even mentoring, I introduced the plant management proposal to appoint you consultant-mentor to interns two students attached to our department. – He paused, then continued, – How do you do it?
– Is it in our factory requires the consent of subordinates?
– There is an established procedure under which I bring to your attention the issue.
– Of course, I agree.
– Well, then wait for an order when it enters into force, I will send to you the students.
Thus, justice was restored and my work at the plant has gone to a new line of production. My thoughts were busy shop routine and detected errors in the design documentation, correction made to the drawings, it was necessary to coordinate with the design department of the developers, and think about my journey into the past there was no time, so I have already almost forgotten adventure. Only each time on the way home when driving the tram turn at Old hem on the segment path to a halt Covered Market, the old name Zhitniy market, rose before my eyes picture of Nelda incident. In memory surfaced the girl’s face, which helped me get out of the past, and that I met by chance in front of my ascent to the Castle Mountain stairs. This strange encounter more persistently seeped into my consciousness with the same idea that was not accidental. Predestination, in some mysterious way, which I could not know. If we assume that this phenomenon manifests itself from time to time, it is taking root in the space-time travel is possible to change the fate of people, which means that historical events can occur otherwise. Eventually, it could lead to chaos and confusion of historical processes in global society. Hence the conclusion that such anomalous zones should be and, of course, are under the control of some forces that strictly monitor the implementation of these areas of random people, one of which turned out to be me. And this girl, a spokeswoman for custody of the portal of time and its task is obviously included to guard this portal. So I imagined a stranger activity, acting as a professional quickly and without fuss, who brought me out of natural-deceived. With these thoughts I came home after work. Twelfth Monday October salary. The salary we would normally be delivered the 10th of each month, but in 1981, October 10 falls on a Saturday, and the money was given to us on Monday. I went to the Supermarket «Velyka Keshena» bought a bottle of champagne «Brut» and came home. My wife was very happy, and we sat down to dinner in the kitchen.
The next day, as usual, I went to work. Tedious routine and interesting work activity for a piece of bread was stifling and unbearable. And, when you’re still reminding staff, especially Tamara Petrovna, as if by chance, «could not find something more interesting than this piece of paper to shift, and Valentine?» – I would not answer her flattering words. But because of its good breeding, I discreetly clenched teeth, turned away from the annoying employee and was on its routine production for the shop. So was this time on Tuesday October 13, 1981. Exactly at 18 – 00 I went out into the fresh air for the entrance of the plant. The weather is not in autumn was still warm, free and easy breathing. Tram, rumbling, pulled up and I jumped through the open door. At the turn in the direction of the market Podolsk, tram suddenly strongly jolted, and he stopped, two passengers fell into the aisle. The driver opened the door and said that occurred
Accident that the tram goes no further. Passengers are forced to leave. Well, that close to the metro, and I went to the alley in this direction. Suddenly I gently someone took her elbow. I turned around and froze next to me was the kind of girl that gave me the last of 1952.
– Hello – angelic melodious voice, drawling, almost sang it. I’m on-wing mouth in surprise, taken aback and did not know what to say. We stood and looked at each other. She waited for me to answer, I froze at the sudden surprise, not knowing what to say. Then he caught himself, mumbled in reply:
– Oh, it’s you? Well, hello! – Then again I stopped and did not know what to say. In short behaved, not sure from this unexpected encounter. Pause again dragged on, the first supposedly violated, Note-it.
– My name is Lybed.
– As the sister of three brothers? – I calmly asked her, did not believe that this is the Lu-bed. The girl looked at me and asked in surprise:
– How do you know that I had three brothers?
– Girl, do not play me, better tell me the truth. You are so beautiful, and so is-sincerely believe in fairy tales, I can not believe you that you are my sister Kia, Cheek and Horeb?
– Yes, that’s how it is. – Do imperturbably she sang with a slight accent drawled. Her face darkened while, apparently,
