I got a USB-memory which won't work and felt that it would be unnecessary to just throw it away like that, so I told my parents that I had found a USB-memory and asked them if they could ask if any of the neighbours knew anyone who could have dropped it and maybe wanted it back.
Well, as you know, there is always someone who will tell you that they dropped it if you are generous and honest like that.
So after a while two days a middle-aged man who is known as an business man hooked on this and came over to our house.
He told that he heard about me finding a USB-memory and that he actually had dropped the one he use for work somewhere and really wanted it back as it was important stuff on it and so on.
Well, so I did ofcourse hand it over to him, and a smile came on his lips.
Just as he were going to turn around and leave I told him:
"Dude, by the way. I checked what was on that USB-memory when I found it and it was full of gay porn and shit! What the heck do you work with?!"
He turned white. Very surprised by this unexpected comment.
"Uh...", he spoke while more or less running away from my house, while putting the USB-memory in his pocket.
He avoids to speak with me, my parents and our close living neighbours now. XD
Culture is to society as cancer is to the body. We need structure, dicipline and no more relaxation.
No more gentle shit, pain is the fundation of a solid nation.