Personal experience of garment front-line workers (a story that only the garment industry can understand)

I have no diploma and no skills, so I can only go to the factory after leaving school. There are thousands of types of factories, and I will basically be old when I first choose which one.

In the factory industry, electronics factory is the choice of most young people. Compared with easy work, the salary is good and stable. Clothing factories are different. Novices have low salaries and are very tired. Tired is the feeling of every garment production line worker. In the 1970s and 1980s, novices had to pay when they entered the factory. Now, under the banner of a monthly income of 7,000, no one chooses to enter the factory. Clothing is a technology, so I choose the latter.

The first clothing factory I entered was introduced by my cousin. The treatment in the factory is very good. The working hours are five and a half days with a basic salary. There is no shortage of people in the factory, so we don't recruit novices unless an acquaintance introduces us. My cousin has worked in the factory for more than a year, but she just resigned not long ago. As a person who has experienced it before, she feels that novices are suitable for such a factory. She had the cheek to contact people she had seldom met before, and I was very grateful to her. In this way, I successfully entered the factory as an apprentice and started the first stop of my clothing career.

Ignorant and lonely, I have to go to work and eat in the canteen every day. My team leader and receiver are a couple. As I am a novice, the team leader arranged for me to do the simplest process, called marking. At that time, I had no idea about clothes. I was a novice, introverted and didn't care much about money. I go alone every day without asking anyone more.

I only know that my salary is guaranteed. At that time, I will regard it as time. Those who make the same mistake every day will only do that. My simplicity is that I am slower than others. I will go to the toilet to play with my mobile phone for ten or twenty minutes, and I can steal it for nearly an hour at the end of the day. No one has ever said anything about me.

Maybe I'm not suitable for this line, and my gestures are slow. Plus I think so: I can't be faster than others. At that time, I didn't know that I had to find a team leader after I finished my work. The team leader would arrange to do other work, because clothes were piecework. There are also limitations of their own reasons. Doing things is even slower.

I am a perfect and careful person. When I see a scratch on a piece, I will tell the receiver, and the receiver will always reply with a chilling sentence: You didn't scratch it, did you? The shipping label I ordered will be missing a few items, and the team leader thinks I lost it. My introverted personality makes me don't know how to refute, and I can only bear the misunderstanding of others silently every time.

After staying for a long time, I gradually learned about this industry. I told myself, I can't do this anymore. I give myself hints every day and slowly speed up. Maybe first impressions are too important. Once I took the initiative to ask the team leader to arrange me to do other work. When I finished talking to her, she suddenly raised her voice and shouted at me, You said you would do anything, but you wouldn't do anything. I quietly sat back in my seat. Maybe she regretted what she said, and she immediately came to teach me to do something else. Did she deceive me on purpose? This is humiliation, and tears are rolling in my eyes. I stopped what I was doing and went over to her and said, I want to ask for leave. She asked me why I asked for leave. I said I was uncomfortable, and I felt uncomfortable. And then we got into a fight. It was a terrible fight. This incident completely made me quit my job for three months.

I found the second factory myself, and I went in alone. Different from the first time, I became interested in clothing making. Although I am a loner, I don't feel as lonely as I did in my last factory. I have more confidence in myself and this love. Although I am not suitable for this line of work, this love has kept me going.

This is a piece-rate factory with no benefits. I only have two days off a month. The team leader I assigned was quite accommodating. There are five or six novices in the group. They are impetuous and choose what they are good at. In their contrast, the team leader paid more attention to me. They teach me new techniques every few days and only teach me a novice. Although the monthly salary is not high, I also enjoy it.

I am a slow-heating person, a new craft that I haven't done before, and others may be able to get started in half a day. I finished it three times, five times and two times, but it takes me a week. After a long time, everyone thinks that my gestures are too slow to make clothes at all. The old employees were tired of reading it and kindly advised me to resign. I have been unmoved since I heard it. I think I have a lot to learn here. Seeing that I had no intention of resigning at all, they gave me some advice. Some asked me to ask the team leader to teach me to learn the special plane, while others asked me to ask the team leader to arrange a fixed process for me. After that, I learned to lock the side car at will, but only as a handyman.

After half a year, someone resigned, and the team leader arranged it for me when there was a vacancy process. Day after day, I only do that process, and then the team leader only arranges me to do the familiar process.

At the beginning, five or six novices were familiar with it, and they were quick to do it themselves, so my salary increased, while I remained intact. With the contrast, they began to laugh at me and regard me as their talk. Nothing in this world can't be changed. I know that if I dare to think, I can do it. It's only a matter of time. I think about how to do it quickly every day.

Be hard, be sure to step on it. This is the key that I learned. Just like being a man, how can people who are hesitant and mother-in-law make some achievements?

Two months later, my speed increased by leaps and bounds. It makes me feel boring. After repeated thinking, there is nothing worth learning here. So I submitted my resignation request.

Even if I sell my labor, I want more than money. More importantly, whether this environment can improve me, my ability and my life, in short, includes all aspects.