Meeting your classmates on your fifteenth graduation anniversary is worse than a visit from the tax office, your mother-in-law’s anniversary, and receiving an Oscar combined. Even if you have fifteen children, a husband, Bill Gates, a Nobel Prize in Physics, and the appearance of a supermodel, you will still remain for your classmates Ritka from the third desk, who tucked her skirt into her panties and went to the blackboard. What should I do - a loser without a husband, children and work? Moreover, the one with whom I was hopelessly in love all my school years came there... Only now it’s all about the opposite is true!