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The terrible thing about going to work is that it not only imprisons your body, but also your soul

author:Li Song 0905
The terrible thing about going to work is that it not only imprisons your body, but also your soul

Working in many companies is simply slavery, buying the best time and freedom of life with a little money. Every day, every month, the best time of the year, and the most sunshine time are spent on work, like a scholar who has been sucked by monsters in his chat.

Many people can deeply understand the meaning of the phrase "going to work is like going to the grave" on the way to work every day.

I've seen a sentence before that says that important events in life, such as reuniting with family, traveling with friends, getting married, having children, and attending the funeral of a loved one, are actually done in between work!

The terrible thing about going to work is that it not only imprisons your body, but also your soul

Even if the boss sees the employees idle for a minute, he can make himself uncomfortable to death, and then change the flowers to toss them, like the landlord's family, or the kind of unilateral death contract, the young man is a two-person envoy, and he is reluctant to take a holiday on holidays. The environment is depressing, there are many broken things, and there is endless inefficient overtime.

The least amount of money buys all your youth, and you don't let you take time off and repeat boring work day after day every day, not only imprisoning your body, but also your soul.

The terrible thing about going to work is that it not only imprisons your body, but also your soul

Going to work is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is dealing with all kinds of abnormal people, getting carried away with a little power, and some people who have no sense of boundaries and ask you for help with everything, who love to take advantage of small things, and who love to make some insulting jokes...... I am physically and mentally exhausted and exhausted, and I believe that everyone in the workplace has more or less had such an experience and experience.

For the sake of those three melons, two dates, and a few taels of silver, selling time, dignity and body, running out of light and blood in his eyes, and living like a walking corpse, this is not life.

All the major events in the life of ordinary people are completed in the cracks of working hours. It is not our family but our leaders and colleagues who have been with us the longest, and I have to say that it is extremely sad.