My husband and I have been living in the Leningrad Region for quite some time. In the summer, we move to the dacha, which is located very close to our home. And in winter you have to go back to the city and leave your favorite summer cottage.
As a rule, in the cold season, we do not go out of town. But this winter was an exception. An unexpected call made us jump out of bed and instantly rush to the dacha.
Evening surprises
On a quiet winter evening, my husband and I drank tea and watched our favorite show on TV. But our calmness was interrupted by a sudden call. Much to my surprise, it was the chairman with SNT. He began to scold us with great displeasure.
As it turned out, the chairman noticed a stranger at our dacha. He pounced on the stranger, thinking that it was a thief. The poor man tried to stop the chairman and said that he had been hired as a watchman for this dacha. The SNT representative was confused. He was ashamed of this behavior. He even bought a bottle to apologize to the man. The chairman asked us to report that we are hiring workers for the dacha to avoid unpleasant situations.
The evening call took my spouse and me by surprise. We did not even close to hiring any watchmen for the dacha. In panic, I ordered my husband to get ready and go to the dacha. It was necessary to urgently find out who settled there during our absence.
We go quickly to the dacha
My husband quickly started the car, and we rushed to the dacha. All this time I was worried about my winter preparations, which I spent a lot of time on.
When we arrived, I immediately burst into the house. But there was no one there. On the territory of the dacha we have several more outbuildings and a bathhouse. Then I notice that the light is on in the bath, and smoke is coming out of the chimney. Anger knew no bounds. My husband and I run into the bathhouse and see a very interesting picture.
An unshaven man lay imposingly on the bench. He looked very untidy and neglected. The stranger was wrapped in my favorite towel and wearing my husband's slippers. Apparently, the thief walked around the house and managed to do the housework there. The man was not at all embarrassed in front of us. He considered us to be neighbors and declared with all pride that he worked here as a watchman.
Sorry for the poor fellow!
We attacked the stranger with anger.
He immediately realized that in front of him were the real owners of the dacha. The man began to explain that he did not have his own home. He wandered around the area and was very cold. And the gate to our yard was wide open. Then the stranger decided to pick the locks and get warm.
The man claimed that he was not going to steal anything (though he ate some of our supplies, but I don't mind). We took pity on the man and let him go with God. And the chairman was told that we were not going to hire a watchman in the near future and thanked him for his vigilance.