How many people's lives, not while complaining, while struggling to live.

Because of traffic problems, the May Day travel plan was successfully ruined. When I was glad that I didn't have to be crowded in the crowd, I lamented. After all, a three-day holiday is really hard to get, and it is really boring at home.

During the May Day Golden Week, you will definitely fidget, eat and go shopping without spending money. Then what? I won't.

Do a part-time job on May Day, live a full life, earn extra money, eat delicious food and enjoy beautiful women. Why not?

Among all kinds of part-time information, I chose a part-time job in Hong Kong-style tea restaurant, telephone and consultation, and then I went to work.

No sweat, no money, and sore feet. The only thing that makes me glad that you came is what I saw, heard and felt during my three-day part-time job. It can be summed up in one sentence: in life, too many people, including myself, are complaining while muddling along.

In the tea restaurant, there is an aunt who collects the table. She should be about forty years old. She works full-time, and her working hours should be 1 1 from morning to evening 1 1, which is very tiring.

Although the tea restaurant is located in a corner of the first floor of the shopping mall, it is deeply loved by some people because of its excellent service, elegant dining environment and delicious food. Every afternoon at around 7: 00 1 p.m, it's basically the peak of passenger flow, the restaurant is full and there is a long queue outside the restaurant.

Aunt is the only one who collects watches. If you check out one or two tables at a time, aunt can handle it. But if you check out three or four or four or five tables at a time, your aunt will be overwhelmed. Then, under the urging of the waiter, the guests will sweat and panic, and it is really worrying to look at the wronged invitation of the aunt. After all, she is still working hard at her age.

Maybe it's because I'm a temporary worker and I'm leaving in two days, or maybe my aunt is too lonely and wants to talk to someone, so she talks to me in the interval. Through sporadic communication, I gradually learned about the current work situation in menstruation.

The waiter always speaks with a condescending and domineering attitude, yelling, ugly words and disrespect for her;

Long working hours, heavy workload, no rest time, exhausted when I go back every day, and I can't sleep at night;

Low salary, doing more than 10 thousand work, holding more than 2 thousand salary;

The food is not good, the working meals are basically takeout, and the food in the store can't be eaten.

I carefully tried to say to my aunt, "Aunt, this job is so tiring, why don't you find another job?"

"I have grown up and can do what I can, but I will still do it. When will this day end? " Then I continued to close the table, complaining and struggling. ....

Of course, I didn't belittle menstruation at all. My aunt is an old woman who has worked hard for her life for most of her life. She has no special skills and can only engage in these low-tech jobs. No matter how hard the work is, we must do it and stick to it, because there is a large family to eat and live behind us, and the burden of life makes them afraid to try and change easily, because once they fail, it means that life is unsustainable, which means that their families don't have enough to eat and the price is too high. So they can only force themselves to become a clockwork machine, going back and forth day after day, struggling to persist on the endless runway.

After working part-time for three days, I always told myself to be a kind person and a loyal listener to my aunt. Perhaps letting menstruation talk about his depression can alleviate the torture of years and the devastation of life.

Myself, why not? It's been a year since graduation, and it's almost 30 years since graduation. There is still no achievement at work, and life is still in chaos. While complaining about the hardships of life, afraid to make changes, afraid of failure, living a life of muddling along, while ruthlessly selling their blood and sweat for life and a fixed salary of two or three thousand yuan a month.

I'm especially afraid of being alone, because when I'm alone, I can't help but imagine "being unconstrained". I am afraid to see myself in an age without doubt. No one has any survival skills, just like a replaced part that is no longer useful, and is ruthlessly discarded in the trash can of time. I am even more afraid to see myself in my eighties, old and poor.

Suffering hardships when you are young is the joy of flying against the wind;

The pain of old age is the sorrow of death.

Complaining blindly will not have any effect on a person's current living conditions, but will make a person's thoughts wander and stagnate, becoming a "giant child" patient. Just to survive, a person will struggle desperately, do a job he doesn't like, and endure humiliation that he shouldn't bear.

Without dreams, why Zhengzhou!

I sincerely hope that every diaosi who is wandering and struggling outside like me can face love without hesitation; Face ups and downs, leisurely; Facing fate and smiling, several eventful years have passed, but dreams can still shine and illuminate our way forward.

Let's feel less sorry for ourselves, let's change, try boldly, open the way, kill the devil, and reach our utopia.

Let's be loyal to reality, let's be loyal to our ideals, come on, come on you, come on me!