The old aunt of the "post-70s"

The old aunt after 70 and the little girl of 95 as colleagues have always felt that they are still very young, although the unit has recruited a lot of post-90s, but they are not in the same office, there is not much work handover, all of which do not have much impact.

Since a new post-95 colleague lives in a dormitory with us, it feels like we have opened up. She lived to a very delicate level, and all kinds of skin care products, clothes, and snacks crowded half the room. She doesn't talk much, maybe we have no common language with the generation gap, the boyfriend is very spoiled her, often booing and asking for warmth makes us envious, because we have not enjoyed this treatment in half our lives, and the snacks we buy are also various brands, which I have only heard of for my post-70s old aunt.

What I couldn't stand the most was the lunch break: I slept lightly, my heart was weak, our unit went to work at 2:30 p.m., she woke up early every day, and she heard the sound of Si Soso's dressing on the upper bunk, which suddenly woke me up, and my heart was frightened and uncomfortable. When she got out of bed, she had to make a rattling sound of washing and putting on makeup, and when she was busy for a while, it was only 2:30. When I was young, I was also a unit "one flower", but at that time, at most, I put on a lipstick, and then it was a sensation in the whole village, and everyone ran to tell each other like aliens. Now it is more vegan, even the facial cleanser is not used, three times five divided by two touch the face, casually rub some lotion to live together. Now the little girls are exquisite and we are ashamed, they put on makeup several times a day, eat a piece of gum after each meal, the clothes are spotless, it is indeed pleasing to the eye, but I would rather be awake and nestled in the bed than get up half an hour early to dress myself. Are there any post-70s like me?