Notes ne'er uncles. Part 1.
Comrades! My good friend who is hiding under the pseudonym "unlucky uncle, after another 100 grams, still decided it was time to tie. And to have something to do in his spare time, I advised him to write their stories. The idea fell on fertile soil, good thing there is talk about anything. And Meet the first part:
How do I "bit" was Marshal.
in memory Volodya Shvedova, colleague and friend.
February 23, is now "Day of Defender of the Fatherland", and earlier "Red Army Day" and something else ...
so happened that in our "Uryupinsk" was a decent town museum. City Merchant, a little "firing squad" but the museum was on the embankment of the Volga River is long and floors.
Departments there were many: and as merchants, industrialists lived not bemoaned: furniture on display, cutlery (Kruto!) all sorts of glasses with the eagles, etc. But on the first floor, right, was the department so skazyat modern "Uryupinsk» ...
city then was known only to those in the 30's "firing" at the factory
«Slip" (where barges to transport goods did) Komsomol comrades - Chief of the KGB - Andropov. (pancake initials forgot!). And when I do not know the museum was transferred to him (maybe not him!) Military uniform marshal stars with dummy stars Hero, order bars in the entire chest (But less than that of Brezhnev!) And pants with a general's stripes ...
All of this clothing was hung on a beautiful raspyalku (Type dummy) and exposed was in the window of the museum.
Well, here on February 23! Late afternoon, the museum was on duty (moonlighting), my good friend Vladimir, who unfortunately were already dead ... the kingdom his soul! He was a good man! Well, as a friend not to visit such a memorable evening! Go!
along two bottles of cognac "White Stork." Museum under the guarded Interior Ministry was. That is, the door opened, the remote on duty to protect, will beep and come up the police .. But we Volodya themselves working on the installation of security systems, and therefore knew how to disable them ... When I approached the glass door of the museum and showed brandy and snacks, Volodya understood everything and made a sign to wait. Minutes later 1910 opened the door and not what you siren ...
On this day (evening) drinking from mugs of them drank tea to "watch" is not hotelos.Poshli on the second floor of the museum: there "Merchant" section. Signaling to disconnect the windows, took out wine glasses with imperial eagles, sat in the chair bourgeois and normal drinking and eating for our Red Army! Then everything returned to his seat and went to the guardhouse, and suddenly, who announced!
But enthusiasm (durnoy!) do not relieve! While Vladimir reported by telephone That the museum is all right, I went to the room where all the walls and windows were dedicated to the "glorious commander KGB Andropov. Open the shop window where hung his uniform and the general's pants specialist alarm was a few minutes. Plus a little time to disguise (just all too big!) And when I went into the Hall Museum, Vova almost fell off! Well, like I was down the hall, it is important solid .. I wanted to smoke - smoke. Volodya was looking at the marshal's shoulder straps and pants with stripes laughing from the heart.
But we have forgotten that the museum's glass doors, and that the hall lit! Standing at the door, and smoking, chatting and laughing over the situation, well, absolutely no attention at the passing of 2 meters from the door of the car.
And it was a car "POLICE"!
last thing I remember, crazy faces in the car who saw the live Marshal of the USSR smokers, and with whom you speak ...
for "Uryupinsk" it was "too much"! Car drove, turned, and once again drove past the museum. Person police have not changed, only senior on the front sident raised his hand to his cap and saluted.
fate did not feel we have more. I instantly change, Volodya connect the alarm.
At the time when the police once again went to unfold (very narrow lane near the museum, plus drifts), he released me from the museum. The house "garden" was walking. The next day, called Volodya, they say what and how? He said that an hour later came proveryalschik from the Division of Protection and checked Carrying the alert and then gently asked, - "Well Mr. ebylo which this is not a ..". Volodya said that was not there. Proveryalschik said that the entire police patrol running through the city center should be sent to check in narcological, and suddenly drunk. After all happen!
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