It was in 2015, when I was still in college, and I didn't go home during the summer because I had already decided to work and study. After looking for about three days, I finally applied for a successful job in a KTV and became a small waiter.
There were four or five other people who went in at the same time as me, most of them students who came to work during the summer vacation to earn pocket money, and two little girls who had not graduated from high school.
Those who have worked as waiters in KTV should know that the working hours are divided into morning shift, middle shift, and evening shift, and a person who takes turns to come will be lined up.
When I first went, I had a special master to bring, probably for half a month or so, and then I tried to take over the work of the morning shift alone, and after I became proficient, it was three shifts.
That would come along with a little girl who didn't graduate from high school and I was in a group.
In fact, the work of the KTV waiter is quite tiring, basically the class is standing, can not move casually, unless there are guests shouting. Whenever there are guests leaving, they have to clean the private room quickly, and there is basically no time for rest.
Every time I clean, some heavy work, such as mopping the floor, is done by me, and the little girl is only responsible for wiping the table. After such a long time, even if she was arranged by the foreman to be in a group with other boys, she was reluctant to go. If I go, I will also find a reason to apply with the foreman and continue to come back to me.
In the long run, the foreman no longer arranged for her to go to other people. I don't think it's anything to myself, but the eyes of the other waiters when they look at me twice are a little strange.
I once asked her, "Why do you have to follow me?" ”
She smiled and said, "Because you're good!" ”
Yes, this is the good guy card, I am quite speechless, and I will not think about it anymore.
More than a month is coming, and school is about to start. I had planned to resign and not do it, but I looked at the class schedule. There are basically no classes from Monday to Wednesday, and the classes are concentrated on Thursdays and Fridays. So I thought about it and decided to continue to work, it is nothing more than to keep going to the middle class, you can insist. The middle class is from 6 p.m. to 2 a.m.
Hearing that I was about to start school, the little girl's mood was a little wrong in those days, and she didn't talk when she saw me, but when I said that I wanted to continue working, she was immediately happy.
That would be me still a typical straight man, where to understand this, so I still wonder: women are really fickle!
In this way, I continued to work for almost 2 months, but finally decided to quit because running back and forth was really tiring.
After resigning, I spent a few days at school. One day, I suddenly received a strange phone call.
I picked up my phone, and the voice on the other end of the phone immediately rang: "Guess who I am?" ”
After all, after more than three months together, I immediately heard the voice of the little girl, but pretended not to know and asked: "Who?" ”
The head immediately scolded: "Stupid, can't you hear this?" ”
I quickly confessed my mistake and asked, "What's the matter with me?" ”
The little girl said, "Tonight at 7 o'clock, on time to the bar, I invite you to drink, I am alone." ”
I said yes.
After hanging up the phone, I thought what it meant to drink with a little girl, so I immediately informed a few roommates. That night, a group of people took a taxi.
When I got to the ground, the little girl was indeed alone, and she arrived early, and when she saw me and a group of people come in, she was obviously very unhappy, but I didn't notice it at all. Then she said to go out and make a phone call.
After coming in a while, I also introduced my roommate to her one by one, and she said yes without a word. My roommate and I happily drank wine and drew our fists, and she sat quietly looking at her phone.
After half an hour or so, a few girls came in, looked at my eyes with obvious reproach, I was very strange, I didn't know them, what was the situation?
Then a girl said a few whispers to the little girl, the little girl's eyes immediately turned red, and then she cried and ran out, and the girls did not forget to look at me before leaving.
I vaguely realized something, but the ghost sent God, and did not chase it out.
After that there was no contact.
Now that I think about it, I can't say that I am a straight man, I am already a steel man!