Everytime I see something thrown out of a car’s window I swear: “Bastard, son of a bitch.” But I never do anything about it. I imagine accelerating my car, reaching the litter-driver and shouting from my window: “Hey, you son of a bitch, drive back and pick up your carp.” But I never do it. And I utterly hate myself for it. Continue reading →
This morning I finally took care of the vehicle inspection for my Niva, which is referred to as “tekh osmotr,” a Russian term. I found out from a fellow employee last Friday that the law has changed for this year regarding when the inspection sticker expires. If you do not get a new inspection sticker within twelve months of the expiration date you can potentially be fined 50,000 dram by the traffic police.