It is so unfair.

Your wife with kids took holiday near the sea but you stay behind for the next week because you have some meetings.

The life is really unjust.

You are here and your family is there!

Children, for sure are swimming in the sea.

And your wife is watching them.

She sits in the bar, drinks beer and watches them.

Or maybe she's in her room, watches TV.

Nah. She never watches at this hour.

So what does she in the room?

Without children!

Who is there with her!

You run to phone to her.

The telephone is busy.

Oho!

She leaved it open so that nobody will interfere with her.

Not nobody: You!

You begin to think which divorce lawyer is better.

And close the phone.

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The same moment you hear the ring.

It's her!

Her? But she leaved an open phone near the bed and is with somebody!

-Darling! Children want to tell you something (What? She is not in the room?)

-Yes children, father is here.

-Pa, can you to record for me some programs?

-Don't you have there TV?

-We have, but I have no time for that.

-And Pa, I want those jeans, mother put for the wash in the bin. Take them out, iron and bring with you when you'll come.

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Well, well,

So your wife wasn't with somebody alone in the room.

Maybe she knew that I will phone to her..

But your mind is busy by looking for your daughter's jeans.

She said that mother put in washing bin.

But when was your mother here?

It was very long ago.

Ah, she meant her mother.

So, where this bin could be?

You check in each room, especially under the bed in your bed room.

Nothing.

Where it could be?

She didn't take the bin with her, did she?

But when you go out to the porch to smoke a cigarette, you see a washing machine.

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Is it yours?

You begin to analyse all the facts and deduct that it really is yours.

So the wash bin should be near the washing machine?

You look around but don't see any bucket like dust bin.

There is some plastic cylinder almost to your waist.; It couldn't be the bin.

Well, it seems, that this time your deduction was wrong, and you take everything out.

There are 5 pairs of jeans.

All almost the same size.

It doesn't matter as you don't have a clue of your daughter's size.

So you decide to iron all 5 pairs.

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You take them and go to find the iron.

You remember how it looks from when you were in university.

So you look for iron.

And you find one in working room.

But where is the oven that makes iron hot?

Then you remember, that it was long ago when you saw last time the iron.

You check the one in your hands.

As Mechanical Engineer it takes you just 5 minutes to understand to plug the iron into electricity.

It took you this long, because you couldn't decide which side of the plug is "plus" and which is "minus".

So you closed your eyes and put it inside.

Everything is okay.

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You see near the wall ironing board.

You try to open it, but it slides into the open window.

Tree moments later, you hear hurted  barking.

After paying to your neighbours for the vet for their Mitzy, you return home with the board.

Close the window and try to erect the board anew.

It doesn't want to stand in one place.

In the kitchen you find some string and with its help you fix the ironing board to computer.

Now all is ready.

You put the first pair on the board and begin to move the iron forward and backward.

Nothing happens.

You press strongly down, but still all the wrinkles cut the jeans in all directions.

You seat on the iron and feel that it goes down.

Together with the board,

Together with the computer,

Together with the table on which the computer stayed.

You are so pi**up that take the iron in order to throw it into the window.

You remember that the window is closed and in the same instant you feel that the iron is cold.

Hmm.

You should turn this thing to the left.

Why they could not write it on the iron?

You look on the things on the floor and decide to go to dry cleaning so that they will iron there.