The third stage of the competition “Your story with the beeline” has started. Choosing a finalist

Story #1:

I want to share the chosen one, how the mobile Internet saves me and visits the exit trade. Our team has started participating in a musical expedition with food truck sales. We worked in two sets of three days, from Friday to Sunday. It seems that they thought of everything: they registered a cash desk (an important point), stocked up on groceries. On the first day, we were faced with the fact that the box office simply did not want to work. How we called specialists, ran along the roads and changed batteries is another story. Worked for three days.

Second week of the festival. We arrive and the first thing we check is the cashier. Seems to be working so far. But at the same time there are no Internet copies! There is no connection, the cash register hangs, the guests are upset. Make a money transfer? But guests also have personal cabinets, and this calculation option does not suit us. And one of the employees comes up with the idea of ​​distributing mobile Internet! beeline saves us! The cash desk has started working, we are issuing checks, the guests are happy, because other colleagues have exactly the same problems – everywhere there are problems with purchases. These days we have had a good bargain, acquired new fears and got our first experience of traveling trading. Now my colleague says terribly: “We don’t need anything, because we can distribute the Internet and work in peace!”. Thank you dear beeline. We have been with him for many years, we hope that for as long he will please us with a stable connection and confidence in the future.

— Elena Orlova

Story #2:

This is a true story from my daughter’s life. In the summer I went to a sanatorium in Anapa. Gentle sun, warm sand, clear sea, clear June! One thing overshadowed the rest – the connection in the sanatoriums with my cellular operator was poor. To talk to my parents, I climbed to the top of the sand dune, so I had to be content with rare moments of communication with my mother. And in the sanatorium I heard about a competition in which the winners were awarded a trip to Artek. Artek is the dream of millions of children! I was lucky to be there: with bated breath I remember the fire, the Absolute, the rose of Artek.

For the competition, you need to shoot a video about your scientific project and an interview with a teacher. How to do it, 900 km from the teacher? How to collect a video and submit an application if there is no Internet access with my mobile operator? My dream was doubtfully dangerous non-domestic. I was lucky: among the leaders of the sanatorium was Vassa, who got me the best gift for my 13th birthday. She gave me a Beeline SIM card. This card has become a magic key that opens the doors to Artek. Vassa and I came up with an idea and shot a video. Thanks to the unlimited Internet of the beeline, I edited the video online, recorded an interview with the teacher also online and submitted an application. And Vassa, together with the beeline, gave me happiness – the opportunity to call my family at any moment!

Dear Vassa, we hope to meet again in the sanatorium! I have prepared a gift for you – a badge of the Lesnoy camp from Artek. Thank you and beeline!

— Evgeny Zhukov

Story #3:

The story of the incredible rescue of my father, which almost ended with the tragedy that occurred on August 2, 2022 in the city of Yartsevo, Smolensk region. In my father that day, as always in summer, I went to pick raspberries outside the city. The path that he accidentally wandered was in the wilds – far from the settlement. From the houses that once stood there is no trace of trees, only bushes in the deaf grass.
Having stumbled, he did not notice an open hatch at a depth of eight meters, littered with deadwood, and fell into it. To find a father who has failed as a result of an actual dungeon is to look for a needle in a haystack, if not for one call that he, without being at a loss, made in a stressful situation and reported approximately where he was.

The employees of the Ministry of Emergency Situations who arrived promptly, together with the relatives of the chain, combed the area. The father is found cold, numb from stress and stress, but alive. In my father that day, everything worked out so that he survived: a log in a block that did not allow him to drown, a call over the beeline network under the thickness of concrete rings from an old and wet push-button telephone, which promptly responded to the employees of the 112 service. Past fathers say they appeared in a shirt, but this shirt turned out to be an open cell phone connection that saved his life. And for all those who are going to the forest alone and without means of communication, a lesson. This is such an incredible story.

— Irina Kirpichkova

Story #4:

My dog ​​named Barash is one of the registered ones. This is a real tail that accompanies me always and everywhere and is ready to rush at anyone from whom even the slightest threat comes. The picture is all the more touching because the breed of the dog is one of the most harmless in the world – the Maltese. This white fluffy miracle is absolutely sure that it will easily cope with a common Great Dane or Wolfhound. Relatives joke that no president in the world is protected like me. It is clear that when I need to go on a business trip, the most painful question is: “What to do with Barash, longing and his love?”

So we came up with a simple device, converted from a conventional push-button telephone. We brought the found wires to a large part, built a hot detection there and taught the dog to press on it. Guess how many times a day Barash tries to contact me? And how many times does it happen at the wrong time? But I never get angry, because this is a story about true love. And yes, Beeline helps us. Wherever I go, no matter what illness I have, at any time of the day or night, he connects with my faithful dog. Thanks Beeline.

— Marina Kalinina

Story #5:

August 4, 2018. Significant figures haunted me that day. It was a special day – the day I was born, I turned 30 years old. Then I went up to the 30th floor of the filming office, where I participated in a commercial. I never celebrated my birthday, but it was on that day that something exciting whispered inside: “Wait for a miracle!”. A long shooting day came to an end, I was exhausted, at that very moment a call from the Beeline service was heard in my purse from the dressing room: “We congratulate you on your anniversary and give you 2 tickets to the music festival. Thank you for choosing us for over 10 years!

I was delighted with such an unexpected gift and started calling my friends to invite me. Unfortunately, everyone was arrested that day, so I went alone. In the lake of the evening Kolomenskoye, where the event was held, romance was hovering, naturally, for some reason, the heart is about to jump out of the chest. Passing by different bright racks, I literally froze on one, looked at the installation, heard about a retro car behind. I turned around, and the man modestly plopped down at me. Then I ran to the assistant on the counter – a moment, and he was in front of me and was looking forward to the rental. It was a handsome man, a beautiful car, and a very beautiful evening, when we just rode around Moscow at night, chatting and laughing a lot – it was a life-long road!

And already on August 4, 2022, we were sitting on the balcony and preparing for the wedding anniversary, discussing the imminent birth of our first-born son!

— Chinara Sultanova