When I was in the Xinjiang mixed government, I took a subsidy of more than 2,000 yuan per month, and the 140 square meters of large house provided by the unit for free also had heating, and the main job was to fetch water for the leader, run errands for the leader, eat and drink with the leader to the United States, and on the weekend, I went hiking with donkey friends to the Gobi Desert to pick up stones.
Now, I run on the subway and bus in Dazhengzhou every day, working overtime to vomit blood, renting a small house of ten square meters, and I don't see any money earned.
A lot of people say I'm a fool, and sometimes I feel that way myself.
With a group of graduate students who went to Xinjiang with me, with my daughter-in-law and children, both of them are in the core department, directly to the establishment, and additional subsidies, it can be said that it is very perfect.
Half a year later, the two sons both resigned and chose to return to their hometown county to open a tutoring class. The scenery that used to be, but it has not been able to take away at all.
I asked him why, and he said:
If I continue like this, I can imagine what I will look like ten years from now, which is terrible.
Can you imagine what you will look like ten years from now?
The other day I chatted with a friend who worked on a cruise ship and had a heart-to-heart conversation.
Me: Do you still have people on board?
Her: Why, you're coming? I'm ready to resign.
Me: I went back to Zhengzhou and felt like a fool all day.
Her: I also think I'm a fool here.
After the friend graduated, he went to the cruise ship, and the positioning of the circle of friends drifted all over the world, one moment in Amsterdam, one moment in Sri Lanka, and the other in Vietnam, this drift is almost two years.
And I, whether I used to sit carefully in a government office or now sit in an office building trembling, I long for that kind of life.
As a result, my friend scoffed at my yearning and asked: What can you do? Waiter? security guard? Or housekeeper?
Even if the imagination is beautiful, in the end, there is no difference with being a waiter and a security guard in the city, it may be a little more than a thousand dollars a month, earning a little more, but there is no substantial change.
For her, although she did not know what she could do when she returned to the city, resignation was inevitable.
You can't do that for the rest of your life.
Fearing the same, we fled our stable homeland and chose to drift in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, or any other city in China.
We are saddled with the high rent and living costs of the big cities, struggling to survive, and with every step we take, we do our best and dare not slacken off.
We endure a tired life day after day, constantly telling ourselves that there is hope, promotion and salary increase, and earning money to buy a house.
We are about to forget how courageous we were to choose to come to this city alone.
And now I am about to forget this courage.
What we want is not to eat and drink enough to make a little money, but to be more valuable to ourselves. For this ideal, he became a lonely and humble wanderer.
Now that courage has been buried in loneliness and humility, all that remains is to live.
Mimon may be able to teach you to earn 50,000 a month, but so what?
The old people in the workplace are always telling you about the three major disciplines and eight points of attention in the mixed workplace, and the purpose is to save heaven and destroy people's desires.
The rookies are empowered to inherit this theory and keep it to the next generation.
Those young people who once had their necks in their necks and had ideals and pursuits slowly became middle-aged people who were stable and stable, and said to the newcomers with a contemptuous tone and a dismissive attitude: Ideal? inexistent.
The whole society is talking about how to mix better in the workplace, how to change yourself, how to adapt to the rules, how to get promoted and raise.
But no one talked about how to regain blood and courage, how to pursue what they wanted, what they wanted to do.