I was dizzy when I saw the old man walking down the street with a flashlight and a cocker spaniel. I had just been to my friend Julie’s birthday party and I had had quite a few drinks that evening.
The following morning I woke up on my front porch and I couldn’t remember how I ended up there. I still wasn’t feeling well and I noticed that my briefcase was missing. I wasn’t that alarmed because I rarely had important things in it, except for some papers from the office the previous day. However, it still was my father’s briefcase from his working days, so I was a bit sad I had lost it somewhere. So I got up and went into my house.

Surprisingly, the door was unlocked, which was weird…I had never given my spare keys to anyone and my own keys were still in my pocket, and I was wondering how I could have been so careless to forget to lock the door. I came into my house and there it was – my briefcase! I felt relieved it was there, and, I picked it up as fast as I could, but I noticed that it was heavier than before. So I opened it and I saw piles of money! I couldn’t believe what I saw! I wondered whether I was still drunk from the day before but I definitely wasn’t! And yet, I couldn’t count all the money! Quickly did I get up and went to my friend Julie’s house. Someone over there must have known what had happened the night before because I couldn’t really remember. I rang the doorbell of Julie’s house and an old man opened the door. He was a servant there and he told me that Julie was sitting in the living room. I told her all about the briefcase incident but she said I shouldn’t worry about it and that I must have gone to a casino and won all of that money. To me, it was a bit strange she was so relaxed about the whole thing. (I am certainly not a man who could win all that money in a casino.) Suddenly, the old servant came in and told Julie her sister would be there and before I knew it, they rushed me out of the house. The whole atmosphere in the house was quite strange, so I decided to wait outside for a bit. A few hours passed by and I saw a woman in tears coming out of the house. I think I have recognised her from the party so I realized it was probably Julie’s sister. I approached her because I wanted to know why she was upset. Indeed, she was Julie’s younger sister Caroline. She told me that she could not pay for college because she lost the money her parents gave her. At that moment I started wondering what was going on, and I told Caroline about the briefcase I found. It turned out that our briefcases looked the same but I wondered whether it was a coincidence they got mixed up. I went with Caroline to my house and gave her the briefcase back but, on my black carpet, I spotted a few dog’s hairs. Since I usually keep my house clean and I do not have a dog of my own, at that moment, I remembered the old man with a flashlight and his cocker spaniel. It was that same old man that worked as a servant in Julie’s house. Suddenly I realized he was the one that put Caroline’s briefcase in my house or he was persuaded to do that by someone else.
Eventually, I went to Julie’s house again and demanded an explanation. It turned out I was a victim of some sister’s rivalry. Apparently, Julie was jealous of her parents who paid for Caroline’s college education and not for hers. I don’t know what happened later between them, though one thing is certain, I will take care of my stuff more carefully in the future and I will certainly go a bit easier on the cocktails at the next birthday party.

Important teacher’s remark:

Lots of people think that the word servant (слуга, послуга) is not politically correct. Instead of using the word servant one may use:
a) hired help
b) words that refer to individual jobs such as a cook, a gardener, a nanny/a baby-sitter, etc.
c) helper, assistant…but always be careful about the tone of your voice. Body language and the tone of one’s voice are even more important.

However, a civil servant (државни службеник/службеница) is still in use.  There arealso: thecivil service (државна служба), a civil war (грађански рат), etc.