• Real Story 20 months ago

    The Director lived near the entrance of the factory. Quiet summer night, about 2:30, rushes to the lobby, waking the guards shouting:
    - Where's the fire?! Why is there no report from security?! Why did master the mobile handset does not take? Where are the fire trucks? What about mobile phones?
    - So it is... there isn't any fire... we would know...
    The Director pokes them in the nose of the mobile, with a fresh SMS from the master: "the factory fire, can not reach you." Rises to the ears of all personnel on duty - no one knows. Finally, dial the home master, he first can not understand anything, and then says:
    - So I OK this #SMS still week ago sent. Remember, the warehouse burned, and You fishing been?

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