How to find and lose a friend in 1 day? The mission is possible!

In short – accept a friend request and refuse the services from that “new friend”.

The story:

One recent morning, I got a friend request (on FB) from a lady named Tatjana. 

I like an expression that I learned here: “Sorry, I am not sorry”.

The expression from me is “I was surprised, but not surprised.”

Lately, I started getting friend requests often, almost daily. 

And I don’t do anything special: I don’t advertise myself, I don’t sell anything, I don’t write posts. However, sometimes I share photos/posts from Instagram / Telegram.

In general, FB and its younger brother IG are not my favorite platforms.

There is a joke: I like people who like me. They have good taste.

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St. Petersburg is like Tomsk, only bigger

Trip despite the coronavirus

Usually when someone finds out that I’m from Russia, they assume I’m from Moscow. 

Foreigners have  generally heard of Moscow and Saint-Petersburg, two largest cities in Russia, the country’s capital and cultural capital.

I’m from Tomsk, but I love Saint Petersburg as much as my hometown. I think it was my father’s fault. He liked to quote Pushkin’s poem ” The Bronze Horseman”: “I love you, Peter’s Creation.”.. These words were about the city of St. Petersburg, created by Peter the Great. But my father’s name was also Peter, and I was his creation…. it was a pun, but that’s probably why I fell in love with the city.

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When a quantity does matter

…five-thirty in the morning, the first half cup of coffee, I scroll the FB on the phone and see a friend request from a man from Indonesia. He has 3 posts-photos: he, he and a woman in a headscarf, he and a woman in a headscarf with a child in her arms. Not a word in Russian, and only the name of the place of work in English. And … 1284 friends! 1284! I stare at the phone in surprise: how did he “make” so many friends, and most importantly, why?

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