Doctor

In the morning my mother woke me up at 7:00. I was still lying down a bit, practicing diaphragmatic breathing. Mom kept screaming: get up! Finally I got up, after 8:00 a.m. Dad, Dawid, then the workers or earlier came. And hell began ... Renovation. I was very lethargic in the morning, the workers started their work with a pipe, and they have to pay 14 zlotys per hour. Dad started yelling at us, I was a bit sorry that he treated us like that. As he later explained, he did it on purpose to make the robots work faster. They destroyed the bathroom and kitchen today and damaged some of my dad's equipment, which he borrowed (here I am speaking seriously). We helped, around 12 we ordered kebabs, together with David we looked for him first in our neighborhood, then bartek, and finally zazie. We said we had a renovation, and there was also :) Before 3 p.m. I went to wash at Auntie's, then dad jumped in. We took the documents and went to Krakow. On the way, my dad visited the techbud. On the way, I listened to Undera - about how he started seducing and approaching strange women. He talked to up to 50 women almost every day. We also chatted a bit with my dad. Przemek struggled for the day - the boy requires miracles to open his gym immediately. We took specific roads to the center. Before us there were two similar women: sisters, I think. After them we were happy. Surprisingly, today I was good at talking and contacting the doctor, who is a piece of an asshole. Write out the things necessary for the pension. At one point my dad went to photocopy the documents, I offered to stay with the doctor (I don't know his name so far). We talked, he asked why such plans for the future, detective and computer science, something from my life. Finally I took the ball: why did you become a doctor? About 30 seconds of silence and a scowl on his face. - Honestly? - He asked. - I am honest with the Lord, it would be nice if you were too. - I was good at humanities, I went to medicine, but I didn't, so I decided to become a psychiatrist, and it was a combination of both. Besides, I like talking to people. I thought that he became a doctor because he had nothing to do in his life and in addition he is hopeless. Likes talking to people? Perhaps he likes, but is not very good at, making and maintaining a conversation. I see some similarities in him as far as communication is concerned - poor communication with people. Perhaps he also has schizophrenia. We went to Ciocia iwonka, our grandfather welcomed us (my aunt is sleeping), we wrote out a book, we chatted. Then our aunt treated us with cake and coffee. I called the beat because he has a cousin who also studies at the polytechnic. Unfortunately, she was unavailable. Przemek was also hitting on me. We drove home after 1-2 hours, went to the gas station, then to mcDonald. And ... earlier, on the way to Krakow, we bought Magnum and Cornetto ice cream. I was driving, I was pleased with myself and so was Dad. I mentioned to my dad that tetris helps in making decisions in life. We went to the cheap one in Rabka, now we brought our groceries home. I talked to Arek about building and working at high altitudes. I'm done because mom wants to sleep downstairs and dad is impatient