Forbidden fruit blindfolded. Have you tried having sex blindfolded? Together blindfolded

Essentially, these are any actions performed blindfolded, for quite a long time, from an hour or more.

Goal: to shift attention from the visual channel to other senses, mostly to kinesthetics and hearing.

Exercises

1. While at home alone listening to sounds, it is necessary to relieve the strain on the eyes and transfer to the ears. It is easier to do this blindfolded; attention automatically shifts to hearing, especially if you do nothing but just sit in a chair.

2. Make any movements around the house, moving from room to room, feeling the surrounding objects.

3. Feeling with your hands specially prepared objects in order to increase sensitivity. In everyday life, a lot of manipulations with the hands are not realized. By paying special attention to the actions performed with our hands, we increase awareness; with closed eyes this is easier. This should also help the dream. I still don’t have the thought in a dream to touch something with my hands, look at my hands - I look, as if consciously, but I’m not aware of the touch. For example, I remember that I opened the door, grabbed the handle, but I don’t remember the sensations, everything passes by awareness, in reality the same thing happens. I prepared a special box with various objects with different surface textures (stones, cones, shells, chestnuts, balls, etc.) and felt them blindfolded.

4. Sitting in a chair blindfolded, try to feel the energy flows around you. Since the hands are more sensitive, it is much easier to feel the flows around them, you can feel warmth, coolness, etc. At the same time, I try to see something in front of my eyes.

5. Everything is the same only in nature.

Feelings during and after practice

I studied in my apartment, being alone. At first I couldn’t stand it for more than three hours, I simply tore off the bandage from my head, although I specifically set the alarm clock for five o’clock. In the future, the goal was to spend the whole day at home, blindfolded. I would get up, have breakfast, heat up lunch in advance, wrap it in a blanket to keep it warm, and then eat lunch blind. Before dinner I took off the bandage. The longest time is ten hours without vision. A big temptation during practice is to go to bed. The first day I slept with the bandage on, I just didn’t know what to do. You need to not let yourself sleep, since there will be no point in practicing, you need to find any activity for yourself. I did everything and took a bath, did laundry, vacuumed, painted, played music. For some activities you need to prepare things in advance that you will deal with while blind. You can even cook lunch if you lay out the ingredients in advance; at least I was able to boil two eggs.

For exercises:

1. The rumor is getting worse, this is a fact.

2. At first, I stumbled and hit myself a lot, but then I got used to it and even moved at normal speed.

3. Palpation inhibits VD.

4. In the ATS state, you can see an endless dark space in front of you. Sometimes the tonal begins to draw, there was a feeling that I saw walls, doors, hands that I brought to my face in front of me. I was busy looking at multi-colored spots in front of my eyes, the so-called phosphenes. Sometimes I was carried away into some scenes from the past, it turned out to be something like a recapitulation.

5. I haven’t tried it in nature yet, I haven’t been able to go yet. Winter:(

conclusions

VD slows down, awareness increases, you do everything in slow motion and more consciously. Time goes by faster, it seems to you that only an hour has passed, but in fact more than two hours have passed. I don’t know what this is connected with, maybe due to a decrease in mental activity. While in the Crimean caves, I observed the same pattern, time flows faster in the cave, they say that in such conditions, a person switches to a day that lasts 36 hours, experiments prove that this is a natural day for a person. Physiologists believe that such information is stored at the genetic level in human memory. In such conditions, a person thinks/feels that 24 hours have passed, but in fact 36 hours have passed. There is reason to think.

When you take off the bandage, especially after a long time of 6-9 hours, you are glad that you are sighted again, and the colors become brighter, you come to your senses for a while, and then for about 15 minutes you look at the surrounding objects in surprise.

Sometimes you fall into a drowsy state, disorientation occurs in space and time. Here you are sitting, thinking that there’s still time for the train, that it’s light outside, then bam the alarm clock rings, you take off the blindfold, it’s dark outside, and it’s already seven o’clock in the evening, the planned time without sight is over, and you yourself are at a loss as to the time it flew by so quickly.

zalman 05.01.2012 04:58

On “our” territory it’s quite simple.
The most interesting thing in an unfamiliar area is to move in space and, even more so, to do something, especially when your life depends on it.
At one time I was traveling and had to spend the night in various places: a field, a forest, a suburb, a city. At first I didn’t have the money to buy a flashlight, and then I basically didn’t buy it.
At first it is very difficult to trust your body and even more difficult to trust the space around you. Overcome the fear of an unfamiliar place and even in the dark.
The most difficult thing, it seems to me, is trying to “see” in the twilight, in the so-called night blindness. Recently I found myself at a fairly busy ice skating rink, where the lights were not turned on for a long time. It’s a tickling sensation to ride almost blindly.

Since then I’ve been going hiking without lighting. In pitch darkness: I set up a tent, go for firewood for a fire, etc. So far I haven’t lost anything and haven’t experienced any particular inconvenience.

z.y. I don’t know how true my feelings are, but you can really “see” the surrounding space with your body and much more than with your eyes. Sometimes I close my eyes for a moment when I find myself in an unfamiliar place in order to orient myself and assess the situation.
Hearing helps a lot to “correctly” hear a person. A lie is recognized immediately.
Good people smell nice, unlike unpleasant people.
There are no problems with determining the freshness of products, even those that are hermetically sealed (canned food, vacuum packaging, etc.).
Kinesthetics helps when choosing clothes and other items.

Alex.) 25.03.2012 22:05

Interesting practice! Also, on the topic of benefits, I think it wouldn’t hurt to add that you begin to appreciate the possibility of vision more.

In a less confined space: in the city, in the forest, you can take a stick with you. As soon as the snow and slush goes away, I’ll have to try walking around the city. It seems to me that visually I remember the road: where the steps are, where they end; where is the fence? where are the ledges, where are the rises.

You can start by drawing out a route. For example: from home to market. And then, just take a walk blindly!

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Kostya 29.03.2012 01:05

I was walking through the gardening community, along the dacha street, and then it was time to take off the bandage. Before my eyes is a German Shepherd. So be careful, people.

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Turtle 19.04.2012 05:29

I tried this on public transport and on the street (sitting on a bench). I simply closed my eyes and began to feel the surrounding space with the entire surface of my body. It turned out that I “saw with my body” and sometimes saw with my eyes closed. Significantly shifts my assemblage point. It is often difficult to return to normal perception after this. I kind of get lost. And I think it drains me.

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Maria 18.05.2012 08:06

I was in Crimea, at a personal growth training. Our trainers, a married couple, covering their eyes with thick bandages, holding hands, slowly, but without falls or any special glitches, climbed the rock. Of course, we weren’t allowed to climb like that! This is what is called - feeling each other and the world around you with your whole body. I would really like to learn at least part of this!

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My eyes are blindfolded.
I can not see. I can only feel. And hear. Hearing music or my calm breathing, which gradually becomes faster when I start to worry and think about what is going to happen.
Suddenly I feel someone running their fingers along my cheek and down to my neck. The movements are slow, light and gentle. It jars me, but it pleases me. A shiver runs through my body. What is this? A breath of wind or the touch of a rose petal?
It's you. Your hands are slightly cold, so I feel a shiver every time you touch me. How many times have I felt the caress of these hands! I recognize your palms even in the dark, even among a thousand hands.
You unbutton my shirt. There's nothing underneath. As usual.
You take it off. I feel your hands when you hold my hair with your hand and hear how you inhale its aroma.
I remain naked. You kiss the back of my neck, then my back. One kiss, two, you cover my entire back with kisses, I even feel ticklish, and I smile. You touch my hair, whisper how beautiful it is. Your whisper is sweet, quiet, it makes me shudder.
I feel relaxed. My mouth opened slightly, my lips became moist. I feel how you run your hand along my back, then touch my waist, hips, hug and touch my chest. You stroke it and then touch my nipple with your fingers and squeeze it lightly. I sigh with excitement.
You massage my breasts at first tenderly, then with some kind of fury you squeeze them in your palms. I breathe uneasy, but warmth passes through my body. At this moment you turn me to face you and kiss my lips with such zeal, such passion that I tremble from the inside. Suddenly your movements become calmer, more gentle, gradually moving to the neck, to the hollow above the chest. You caress me with your tongue and your kisses like no other.
Oh God, I scream, I love you so much!!!
Inspired by my exclamations, you greedily bite my breasts with your lips and suck my nipples.
At this moment I’m thinking about how the blindfold bothers me, because I so want to see your face, your loving mischievous eyes! At this time you are already kissing my stomach, it especially excites me when you lower your tongue into my navel. The feeling is simply unforgettable!
You sink lower and lower, soon I feel your tongue penetrating my sanctuary. Again, I regret not seeing your face, but I know you enjoy it as much as I do.
I want to take off the blindfold, but your hand stops me, you kiss me on the lips again with love. I was waiting for this kiss, I missed it. But you let go of my lips, and I freeze with my mouth slightly open, waiting for a kiss, as I feel you coming down to caress me with your tongue from the inside. Warmth spreads throughout my body, it rushes to my stomach, and you notice my excitement, you become more assertive. Now with your finger, now with your tongue you penetrate me, and I get turned on. I can’t hold back anymore, I feel that now everything will end, I caress my breasts, then I feel your hair, stroke your head. I freeze for a moment, and you understand that I'm ready.
I hear your breathing close, close, it is fast, intermittent, finally you kiss me again and remove the bandage from your face.
Your eyes. Large gray-blue eyes that look at me with a loving gaze. I just finished, and I kiss you in gratitude on your sensual scarlet lips. I run my hand through your golden hair. We are so similar - you and me. You always know what I want and guess my desires even before I let you know what I want.
I love you more every time and I don’t want to part with you even for a minute. Your tenderness and passion are like the weather; you know how to be different. And that's what I like about you. You are not only the best sister in the world, but above all, you are the most faithful and reliable friend.
... And now it’s my turn to blindfold you. I will not rush, because our time is infinity.

Sexologists strongly recommend studying the reaction of your own body to certain methods of stimulation, as well as increasing sensuality through joint games. Moreover, we are not talking about role-playing scenarios, but caresses that involve exposure to heat or cold, materials with different surfaces, etc.

Blindfolded caresses

Blindfold your partner and caress him with all possible methods until he is aroused to the limit. His sensations will be even more intense if you also tie his hands. A helpless state combined with stimulation of erogenous zones will lead the partner to a state close to orgasm. Don’t stop if your loved one cannot contain the feelings that overwhelm him (her): bring your partner to orgasm and switch roles.

Increase time

Try increasing the petting time while blindfolded. To do this, carefully monitor the degree of arousal of your partner.

A man should periodically run his hand over the genitals of his beloved to determine the amount of lubricant released from her. If there is a lot of it and at the same time the partner is breathing heavily, moaning, stretching, arching her back, it means that she is very excited, and it’s time to take a break. It is with its help that you can increase the time of caresses and thereby increase the orgasm several times.

It is easy for a woman to determine the degree of arousal of her partner by erection. If the penis is very hard, the head is swollen, and lubricant is released from its opening, it means that the partner is very excited, and even a light touch to his penis can cause ejaculation. To reduce his arousal and thereby prolong the time of caresses, lightly squeeze the base of the man's penis with your thumb and forefinger.

During the break, use “cooling” caresses. To do this, blow on the genitals of your loved one, stroke his back and stomach with your fingertips. Try not to touch your nipples or genitals for a while, about 2-3 minutes. Then you can return to the effective stimulation you used in the first stage.

Changing positions

Be sure to change positions during caresses. The first stage, before the break, is best done in a supine position. It is this position that allows you to relax as much as possible and get closer to orgasm. During the break, ask your partner to get on all fours, sit or lie on his stomach.

Games with ice and wax

The effect of heat and cold on erogenous zones gives an amazing effect. If you think that such original methods will not excite you, but, on the contrary, will cool your ardor, you are mistaken. Contrast stimulation increases arousal by 2-3 times.

Prepare edible ice cubes and wax candles in advance. Remember that ice and wax should not be applied to the genitals. The chest, stomach, back, neck - these are the parts of the body that respond well to stimulation by cold and heat.

First excite your partner with kisses and caresses. Let him reach the peak of sensuality and languish with the desire to make love. Take an ice cube and rub it over the lips, chin, and neck of your loved one.

Allow a few drops of cold water to hit your partner's hardened nipples, then run the cube around the chest. Next, go lower, make a few circular movements around the navel, apply ice to it, and then return to the chest again. By this point, the ice cube will most likely have melted, so take a new one, or better yet two, in both hands. Apply them to the erect nipples of your loved one for a few seconds.

Rub the ice over your lips again, then ask your partner to roll over onto their stomach. Stimulate the spine line from top to bottom with ice. Having reached the buttocks, move the cube over them several times, and then perform several sliding movements along the inner surface of the thighs.

Don't forget to combine ice stimulation with passionate or tender kisses. Lick droplets of water from the most sensitive areas of your partner’s body, thereby making him even more excited.

Hot wax

Drops of hot wax can work wonders. This is an effective way of stimulation, especially for those who lose their minds from a combination of excitement and mild pain. If you do not yet know how exactly your body reacts to such an impact, do not refuse “hot” experiments. Start stimulation from the back: ask your partner to lie on his stomach, light a candle and allow one or two drops of wax to fall on his buttocks. Immediately remove the drops with your fingers, knead your buttocks with your hands, and kiss them. Then invite your loved one to turn over on his back, drip wax on his (her) stomach, closer to the navel. Next, shake a few drops onto your breasts, but be careful not to get the wax on your nipples.

Contrast

The most super-stimulating method of increasing libido is the contrast of heat and cold. To do this, alternate exposure to hot wax with stimulation of erogenous zones with ice. After stimulating a particular erogenous zone, cover it with kisses, licking droplets of water, and stroke it while removing the wax.

Games with silk, wool, leather

To increase sensuality, sexologists advise using games in which partners take turns touching each other's erogenous zones with objects or materials with very different surfaces. The partner receiving affection can be blindfolded. This way nothing will distract him, and he will be able to fully concentrate on his feelings.

Prepare at least ten different items in advance. For example, a silk scarf or tie, a piece of woolen fabric, pieces of leather and suede, a feather, cotton fabric, metal, plastic, rubber objects, brushes with soft and hard bristles, etc.

Take turns stimulating each other's erogenous zones with the items listed above. To do this, the partner receiving affection must relax and take a comfortable position. The other partner should pick up an object, such as a silk scarf, and move it over each erogenous zone, paying special attention to the most sensitive ones.

"Sweet" games

These are extremely exciting games that both partners enjoy. Lubricate your partner's erogenous zones with whipped cream, condensed milk, honey or jam and lick the treat thoroughly. Then switch roles.
You can use the body of your loved one as a “vase” for fruit or sweets. Place slices of banana, orange, kiwi, grapes, strawberries or small candies on your chest, stomach, pubis, and thighs. Collect treats with your lips, teeth and tongue, while remembering to kiss, bite and lick sensitive areas of your partner's body.

Fellatio for a sweet tooth

Try not to let the “goodies” get on your genitals. If you still want to lick the treat from them, take safety precautions. For “sweet” fellatio, use a condom. Despite the fact that there are currently many condoms on sale for oral sex with the taste of ripe fruits, berries, mint and even various drinks, such as Coca-Cola, many women get aroused by licking sweet cream or jam from the penis.

If you are one of them, use a regular condom with a minimal amount of lubricant. Apply the treat you love to it and enjoy “sweet” fellatio.

"Sweet" cunnilingus

All of the above also applies to cunnilingus. You should not apply the sweet sticky mass to the genitals of your loved one. If you want to give her spicy pleasure, purchase latex film in advance, specifically designed for oral sex. Instead, you can use a cut condom or thin plastic film.

Ann Nutta wrote: And I did this to mine late in the evening. He fell asleep and, as luck would have it, on his stomach I managed to tie his hands behind his back and blindfold him while he was sleeping. Then I turned him over on his back and pulled off his underwear, he woke up. I took him right by... this one and led him downstairs into the hall. But he, half asleep, couldn’t understand anything, couldn’t take off the bandage or touch me, he just mumbled, like, what did you come up with? And I told him, go, go. Less words! I brought him into the living room, and there I already had a soft chaise longue without armrests in the right place, music was playing, a fire was burning in the fireplace and candles. She sat her test loved one in this chaise longue and, in addition, tied his legs to the legs of the chaise lounge. He was generally taken aback by such a surprise, but the erectile reaction had already begun. Then she took off the blindfold and showed herself to him. And I’m wearing a fluffy, colorful skirt below the knee, a petticoat peeking out from under the hem, stockings, high red shoes. And on top is a red lace bra, a white transparent blouse tied in a knot under the breasts and a black hat with a veil. A sort of vintage with an erotic slant. My eyes bulged out and I couldn’t even say anything, just something inarticulate. And I dance, spin around so that the hem flies up to the elastic bands of my stockings, shake my breasts, tease, in general. Then she slowly pulled off her panties from under her skirt, walked up to her beloved and put them on his head, he was completely stunned by such impudence! Then I stood up so that the lounge chair and his torso were between my legs and tucked his penis under my skirt, and into my vagina, respectively. It started smoothly, unhurriedly, as he and I also really like, with the exit all the way to the head and with firm pressure at the bottom, so that the frenulum was stretched all the way. He stares at me with all his eyes, groans with pleasure, but cannot move either his arm or his leg, and his skirt covers all the interesting places. True, I shook my hem a couple of times like a gypsy so that he could see in fits and starts how his penis disappears in me, I hope it worked. When my beloved was already on the verge of cumming, I got off him and began to dance again, letting him cool down a little . Then she took off her blouse and straddled him again. Only now I was already moving the way I love most: sharply down, so that there’s a clap of my buttocks, then I make sure to hold the penis inside me for a few seconds, go crazy... then I smoothly rise to the head and forcefully push myself in again! Mine usually groans protractedly after each such movement while I sit on him, and here he also shook with small tremors. The poor guy got so excited. I already feel quite well when the final is about to happen, and then again I didn’t let him cum, started dancing again, but not for long, because he already begged, said that his balls would burst. She took off her skirt and hat and stayed in front of him. wearing shoes, stockings and a bra. She straddled him again and continued with the same infrequent but strong movements, only now she didn’t hold the penis in herself, but immediately released it somewhere halfway, hung for a short time, as if swaying on it, then quickly released it to the head and fell on him again, bouncing to the middle We haven’t practiced such a final yet and it was worth it, girls! After several such movements, my beloved began to cum so much that I thought he would tear everything that tied his arms and legs! He was shaking and pounding, as if a current was being passed through him, and he shook his head from side to side, and rolled his eyes. He moaned and screamed so much that I was afraid that people in the neighboring houses would hear. However, this turns me on even more and I continued to make these jerky movements on his penis, bringing the guy to a crazy orgasm! Oof! While I was remembering, I started up again, and I really wanted to repeat it. True, such a surprise, alas, will no longer happen. Girls, try something like this, you won’t regret it!

Sometimes in my career it happened that the investigations were simple, but the moral aspect was very difficult. Here is perhaps one of them.

"Sometimes punishing the guilty turns into slaughtering the innocent"

We had a large fleet of tractors, about 300 vehicles. We had our own repair area for repairs and maintenance. Usually, even the owners of small parks have one or two boxes where they shamanize cars, but with our size there was an appropriate repair area. At first there was an idea that the repair zone would be specifically for its own fleet, but then they began to take on commercial clients. Then they built a second repair zone. At first they were divided according to the principle: 1st for European tractors, 2nd for American ones. Then we received an official dealership of one of the European brands and the commercial component began to become more and more dominant.

Slowly but surely, an internal conflict began to brew between the needs of the park and the repair zones. On the one hand, it is absolutely correct and natural when you repair your park at home, every penny goes into your home. But on the other hand, not everything is so rosy. Well, at least there’s a place in the repair zone. You need to take your tractor without waiting in line because he needs to go on a trip and earn money. The repairs there may cost 3 kopecks, but still the commercial client must be “pushed forward” in the queue, because the repair area is not rubber. Both the client and the management of the repair zone are unhappy, revenue is falling.

Or here's another example. Mechanics receive a percentage of production, foremen, shift supervisors, and the director himself from a formula that takes into account the standard hours sold and the margin on spare parts sold. And your fleet is repaired with the biggest discount per standard hour, and spare parts are sold with minimal markup. That is, although this is good for the profitability of the park, it is not very profitable for the repair zone. And most of all, the mechanics are indignant; they don’t care whose tractor is “their own” or “someone else’s.” It needs to be repaired anyway, but on the one hand it has a good fat, and on the other hand it’s a mess with a minimal amount of oil.

In short, the people, with their heads in the sand, do not see the general line of the party from the height of their flight. Therefore, they established operational groups where the heads of the areas met and solved their problems, and the owner acted as the arbiter. On duty, I was present at these debriefings. Both the director of the repair zone (DR) and the head of the park (NP) had a remarkable vocabulary, and soon these operatives turned into a show. On the day of the rendezvous, one could safely cancel tickets to the circus, because the performances they put on were no worse. Well, for example:
DR: Oh, dear Ivan Ivanovich (NP). Do your driver pigeons know how to handle watches? We agreed that the A123BV98 car would arrive at 14:00, we moved the client, but your idiot arrived only at 17:00.
NP: Dear Ivan Nikiforovich (DR). My drivers, by the way, earn money during the flight; they don’t sleep at night. And your mechanics smoke bamboo and engage in unconventional sex with inanimate objects. Who on the A124VR98 car didn’t see that the crap on the right doesn’t work? You just need money to rip off us orphans. And we have downtime and fines.
DR: So you don’t have park mechanics, but embryonic imbeciles. Tell us in confidence how much you gave to the head doctor of the mental hospital so that they could be released?
NP: Oh, our mechanics? And you don’t have craftsmen in a repair shop, but a bunch of clowns in overalls and arms growing out of their ass. And everyone has one. It's scary to trust them to fix your bike. And the standard hours they write are such that you can assemble an airplane blindfolded.
DR: So let your dispatchers gather together with the mechanics. There is no need for me to fuck my brain.

By the end of the operatives, the DR and NP exchanged opinions about the personal gender characteristics and mental abilities of their subordinates and disagreed with each other. Of course it was funny, but it was of little use and the owner made Solomon’s decision. We will allocate several boxes in one of the repair areas just for our fleet. With minor repairs such as changing oil, filters, broken headlights, etc. contact there. Well, as for major repairs (motor, air, etc.), then it’s off to the repair area. The load on repair areas from the park will drop (most repairs are small), and they will be able to work on increasing commercial revenue.

And for the repair of our park, we will recruit two separate teams (work 2 after 2) and the mechanics there will be on salary. Convenient and administrative (no need to calculate production) and budgetary. It’s good for mechanics too, they get a stable salary every month and don’t have to work their ass off like in a commercial repair shop. Whether the work order is closed or not closed, May or January holidays, the mechanic will still receive his salary. Each brigade has a foreman, and above them there is a Park Mechanic (MP), or rather even two. One is a Senior Mechanic and the other is just an MP. It so happened that the Senior Mechanic was a more than nominal figure and was kept mainly because of some political aspects. But the MP needed an intelligent and knowledgeable person. We started looking and then one girl from the freight forwarding department said, “My husband is a mechanic, he’s changing jobs. Maybe you can talk to him? His name is Roma.”

We met. Everyone liked Roma, the HR department, the NP, the security guard, the owner, and even me (even though I had nothing to do with it). Calm, strict, demanding, responsible, and competent man. They took me on probation. I started working, everyone is not only happy with him, they are simply melting with happiness. He is fair with drivers. It keeps an eye on fuel consumption and won’t count any excess consumption, but if someone has drained the diesel fuel, it will notice. All requests for repairs are taken into account. He is strict with the mechanics, demands quality, and that everything is done on time. He will shed a skin for the cause, but out of kindness he will sew another one. NP is happy, the cars run smoothly. And DR is also happy, cars go to him only for serious repairs, they don’t bother him over trifles.

Silence and grace. The MP was given a very decent salary, I’ll tell you a secret, almost 2 times more than the Senior Mechanic. MP controls everything clearly, there are work orders for all work. The RAM has become sharply dull.

A year has passed, the second has begun. I have already created an audit department and we have begun to analyze the purchase of spare parts. We noticed a strange thing: the amount of purchases of consumables increased sharply. Everything is clear with the cost, we purchase spare parts either in Europe or the USA (they don’t give kickbacks there) or officially (for example, from Volvo Vostok). But the volumes have increased very much. Well, well, well, let's check. Let's look at sales.

Have our stores gone overboard? We looked, sales are of course growing, there are new stores, but no, there is no heroism there. And... perhaps our wholesalers are tearing their vests on their bellies? We checked there too. Yes, sales are growing, but not by much. And... our repair areas are probably the most repair areas in the world? Yes, commercial volume is growing, but not that much. Still, they are not rubber, the number of shifts is still the same as before, the workload is on trend. Maybe we missed something? We began to conduct position-by-position analytics. Motor, air, batteries, everything seems to be normal, stable, understandable growth. But the volume of consumables is growing.

We talked to the head of the purchasing department. “And what do you want from me, my calculation is simple, mathematical +/- error and margin. How much for sales to stores and wholesale, department heads write me an application. How much for the needs of the repair zone, DR asks. I see the balances in the warehouse, when they fall, I re-order. Spare parts from the USA take a month and a half, from Europe 2-3 weeks, local parts 2-3 days. What do you want from me? "

What do we want? We want to understand where the volume goes. Maybe they're stealing from the warehouse? No, everything is clear, spare parts are written off. Oh, what kind of workshop warehouse is this? It turns out that someone, for the sake of efficiency, so as not to have to run to the central warehouse all the time, created a warehouse for the repair zone of their own park. MP has the right to move from the central warehouse there, well, there are filters, oil, light bulbs, that type of thing. Let's check the balances in the warehouse and system there. The rest beat clearly. Let's look at the work orders. Hmm... They are there for all jobs. We even went to the repair zone, looked at the repairs selectively, and there were orders for them.

But the spare parts go somewhere. The head of the audit department and I are sitting, racking our brains, sorting out the orders, and suddenly we see something strange. On two orders, a couple of weeks apart, almost the same repair on the same car. We rummaged further, e-my, but this is not an isolated case, there are a lot of them. They made a table and were horrified. Repairs to vehicles in your fleet are repeated very often. For example, for each filter machine almost once every two weeks. We checked for trips, so orders are issued even for cars that are on a flight. Of course, maintenance is done once, but spare parts are written off often.

It turned out to be simple, the MP had the right to issue spare parts from the central warehouse to the warehouse of the park's repair area (the Senior Mechanic had it too, but everything happened under the MP login). The right to issue work orders for your fleet too. He also often took spare parts himself (sometimes, of course, the foreman, when the repairs actually took place) supposedly to be taken to the mechanics. Everything in the warehouse was clearly written off, that is, the inventory could not show anything. And the work orders are just empty pieces of paper, the mechanics and foremen did not receive their salaries according to the standard hours, they don’t care how much or what is written out there, they have a salary. That is, our super Roma simply ordered spare parts and took them out. Of course, we didn’t inspect private cars before leaving, and we trusted him. Everything became clear as day.

Damage amounting to terrible hundreds and hundreds of thousands. Of course he should be fired. I talked to his NP: “Vadik, MP needs to be removed, here’s the evidence.” I can’t describe how upset he was. And I myself am very sad, I really sympathized with Roma. Then the NP’s face changed and he spoke. “Look, Romka needs to be removed, that’s understandable. But maybe he’ll just leave on his own? Let’s not tell the owner of the company?” I answer, “How can that be? Are you out of your mind?: He replies, “You understand, the owner will then fire his wife too. What does she have to do with it? You understand that they have 2 children, and there is a crisis outside. Both will be left without work."

And here the choice became difficult for me. On the one hand, of course, you don’t have to tell the owner. Roma will leave, we will restore order, there will be no more violations. And we will not put an innocent person at risk of dismissal. On the other hand, wouldn’t it be like you become an accomplice and undermine the trust of the owner of the company? I thought for a long time and decided to tell and show the owner everything. As the NP predicted, the owner fired both. He says, “Let Roma thank God that his legs weren’t broken and he wasn’t taken to court. But I can’t keep his wife. She’s calculating the tariffs, I can’t trust her anymore.”

But it turned out she really didn’t know that her husband was doing this. How she cried. "What is my fault?" spoke. Yes, she was a good employee, it was a pity to lose her. Well, it was hard for me that an innocent person suffered because of the investigation. As a result, both breadwinners of the family were left without work during the crisis. And now, years later, I no longer ask myself, did I do the right thing then? It seems to be correct.

And was it right for the owner to fire the thief’s wife? Husband and wife are one Satan. Or not?

ABOUT FOOLS AND ROADS.
Inspired by the story about the origin of the word “DICK”.
It happened in 2006, in one of the suburban villages of the city of Sevastopol. The local organization “Majlis” once received a tidy sum from overseas sponsors for improving the life of the Crimean Tatars, namely for the construction of roads. Roads, as a sign of civilization, are an extremely necessary thing, especially in newly formed settlements. After all, as you know, the construction of new roads in the post-Soviet space ceased along with the existence of the USSR.
The allocated money was enough to build roads in a small microdistrict, but the sponsors demanded construction according to European standards, which meant additional costs. Having added the amount of kickback due to the costs (the naive sponsors did not take this into account), it turned out that only two streets could be blessed with “Euroroads”. Well, two or two, everything is better than nothing, the representatives of the Crimean Mejlis decided and almost blindly, pointing their finger at the map of the area, they chose the streets. It would not be amiss to note that even blindfolded, they unmistakably found on the map the places of residence of their closest relatives. But that's not what this is about. After choosing the streets, the project was ordered and a tender for construction was announced...
The first signs of distrust appeared among residents of the happy streets after the news that a road construction company from another region had won the tender. But their vigilance was lulled by the vigorous activity of road builders. At first, in the mornings, residents began to discover strange equipment on their streets, brought at night. Then, day and night, the roar of this equipment did not allow the entire neighborhood to sleep. But people endured, because all this happened for their own good. And only envious residents of the neighboring streets, looking at the scale of the ongoing work, asked sarcastically: “Isn’t the international highway Kyiv-Istanbul being built here?” And so, when the happy owners of the Euroroad began to buy roller skates for their children (so that their children would become the first testers of the new good), everything suddenly stopped. The builders were the first to disappear, and after them, just as it appeared, at night, the equipment disappeared. The construction of the road has not been completed to this day. The reason for what happened is banal, like my whole story. We've run out of money. But the point is that the Kherson Road Construction Company won the construction tender. Abbreviated as “HER DOR BUILD”. Truly, the name of the company corresponds to the quality of its services...
And further. For some reason, it seems to me that the services of this company are used in many regions of our long-suffering CIS...