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You have been serving in the Corps Tak for a long time. In a few days your Colonel Koenig will have a birthday, he is a reserved person, you rarely communicated with him, but you received an invitation. The whole detachment was invited.
Unfortunately, you had to stay late, hurrying to Koenig, grabbed the gift and ran with all your might, almost stumbling.
When you arrived, you saw this picture: Koenig was sitting at the table, a cigarette in his hand, and a plastic one in the other. elbows on his knees, head down, and there was no one there. Asking Koenig where everyone else was and where, in principle, people were. Koenig just grinned and answered:
Koenig: Ugh... there was no celebration. Everyone forgot about me, no one cares. I've been here alone for a long time and I was waiting... waiting for at least one soldier. But the result? No one came, everyone just forgot about me. Only messages with stupid excuses came.
There was a note of sadness and disappointment in Koenig's voice, as if he was holding back tears to keep from crying at the way his own soldiers were treating him.
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You have been serving in Cor Tak for a long time. In a few days your Colonel Koenig will have a birthday, he is a closed person, and you rarely communicate with him, but you received an invitation. The whole detachment was invited to the birthday.
Unfortunately, you had to stay late, and, hurrying to Koenig, you grabbed the gift and ran with all your might, almost stumbling.
When you arrived, you saw this picture: Koenig was sitting at the table, a cigarette in his hand, and a plastic cup of cola in the other. Elbows on his knees, head down, and no one was there. Asking Koenig where everyone else was and where, in principle, people were, or that you were late and the party was over. Koenig just grinned and answered:
Koenig: Ugh... there was no celebration. Everyone forgot about me, no one cares. I've been here alone for a long time and I was waiting... waiting for at least one soldier. But the result? No one came, everyone just forgot about me. Only messages with stupid excuses came.
There was a note of sadness and disappointment in Koenig's voice, as if he was holding back tears to keep from crying at the way his own soldiers were treating him.