**The Vyatka River is shallow. ** How many times does it have to be said: people, don’t be idiots, don’t dive in unfamiliar places. But no, there are always idiots. I dove headfirst off a motorboat into the Vyatka. The boat was almost in the middle of the river. The depth turned out to be about 60 centimeters. I drove my head straight into the sand and only just avoided breaking my neck. Now I’ve got two huge scraped wounds on my forehead, so hideous-looking that any homeless guy at Kazansky railway station (a major Moscow train station) would be jealous. It would be one thing if this had happened at some other time. But I’ve got: tomorrow, a meeting with Sberbank shareholders in Samara on the 19th, Rosneft’s general shareholders’ meeting on the 22nd, the shareholders’ meeting at Gazprom Neft on the 26th, shareholders’ meetings at Sberbank and Gazprom on the 29th, the shareholders’ meeting at VTB How am I supposed to denounce corporate crooks looking like this? How am I supposed to rain wrath and retribution down on the heads of the defiant when all anyone will be thinking is: "F***... what the hell happened to his face? ...what a mug... he’s probably some kind of epileptic..." What a nightmare, basically.
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