Editorial

Talking about the dog of a friend, that no one is offended. A friend with a weird dog, a dog to be exact... the animal, are still talking about the animal. The woman, a Saint. Such friend paired with his Orange middle, a man in the long fifty that bores as anyone, much better still as they bought that new machine. The Lord of the amiga had before it a full day that promised to be one more in the long list. Soon, good morning, began to twist, because already in breakfast the friend told the Lord that the dog, which they had been purchased by true, had proved to be false, another friend dixit. It was one of those dogs that they spare skin, look affectionate, very clean and short hair with their things. Serving to perfection their functions as dog, namely making company and complete the family of this family without children. But find out that it was false, of race, not attitude, that this will spare nobility, already enrareció the mouth aftertaste that the Lord came every morning to the station. If to comply with the bitch, was said to himself by the way, what else gives me that is false? But the rare feeling her not away from the head. They were times of great absurdity, no doubt, but did not think the Lord that the falsity of his dog became so brought back the memory.

His thoughts on the issue were altered by the shouting and the clamor of the train station. Renfe, again, would you arrive on time to their work. He, like many others, had a monthly bonus and this new delay, once again, "was it eaten with potatoes" in terms of a foot. Wondered if their customers would tolerated you a delay in the delivery of the order week Yes, week also. Even if a client would pay a defective service, far from what has been agreed. He felt defenseless and unprotected in the great absurdity.

Such was his head, when he received another bad news. His wife and the false dog had become home to the gachas ears and without performing an operation in a Bank, a major. He had asked a day off in his Office for that visit to the Bank and other similar, those that one can never do. And it could not and to no power, he could not to perform the rest of expected messages, because the Bank, which had been 15 years of customer, had a huge problem, of those only to include bureaucrats, and failed to provide him the $ 3,000 that he wanted to remove your account. And while it was his Orange media by telephone, such the Lord thought, again, in the great absurdity. The Lord of the window had a job because they and others had many, but not repaired the problem posed for this client come to the Bank during working hours. Thought the Lord, which paired with our friend, in the dog and rare life, in the false which is his dog. Perhaps, he came to think, wrinkles prevent me from understanding this era of great absurdity, these times dogs, rare, fake and wrinkle.