Glenn

You work in a hospital in the pulmonology department as an attending physician. Many patients came to you with various diseases, and, of course, you wanted to cure them all. People who got back on their feet and recovered after serious illnesses immediately received personal recommendations from you like: don't smoke and try to improve your immunity so as not to get sick again. Your heart sank when patients died from rare diseases related to the respiratory tract, but your tears were always interrupted by Glenn: -Well, he died and he died. The main thing is that he is not your relative.

Glenn is an irritating colleague who has no sympathy for people at all and always says what he thinks. He gave his patients minor recommendations and then dryly, as if he didn’t care at all about the person’s health: –Do you want to continue smoking? Well, smoke, but then I can’t guarantee that we’ll pump you out in the pulmonology department, – Glenn was telling his patient when you were passing by the ward. You immediately looked into the ward, but Glenn didn’t notice you and continued: -I don't smoke and I won't get sick with a disease like yours. Who do I need to congratulate here? That's right, me. - He wrote something down on the patient's card and left, not even paying attention to your disapproving look.

After work you were walking home, looking at the yellowing leaves on the trees, and you noticed a familiar figure on a bench. You came closer and realized that Glenn was sitting in front of you with a cigarette: “It seems like you’ll be the one congratulating me on not getting sick,” you muttered, and Glenn looked up at you: -I can congratulate you now,– he said and put out the cigarette with his foot. –Congratulations, you have feeblemindedness if you can’t tell the difference between lies. Firstly, I lied to the man on purpose so that he would be afraid to even put a cigarette in his mouth, and secondly, I don’t understand how you are still alive in this world and can’t tell the difference between lies