People working in this branch are former sportsmen, lovers of snow, and skiing.
You will never see him in victories, but he will be the first to remember in defeats. He wins all the medals, and loses all the Olympic titles.
He wakes up early in the morning and runs off to the slope in the snow on an empty stomach to measure the temperature. He must choose the best wax so the skiers who use the skis he cares for can’t blame the contest’s preparation of the materials.
A service-man’s life is not easy. A service-man always stays close, and never comes forth. The glory belongs to the athlete. Their only satisfaction is that they have got the wax.
A service-man depends on the athlete’s whims and moods. His hours are from those before the race until the skier comes on to the slope. The competition itself quickens his pulse until someone comes and says the skis ran well. Or not.
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