Now that I have a place to stay, I started to travel to major job fairs in the next few days. I hope to find a job that can support me. I have to say that the pressure is really high now. I was the mannequin that I wore that day.
When I arrived at a job fair like a dog, I was immediately dumbfounded. There were too many people here. It could be described as a sea of people. They all dressed up more like a dog than me. Looking at the thick bags in their hands,
Diplomas and certificates, and when I handed my resumes to the desks of the recruitment companies one by one like a postman, I suddenly felt like tearing up the ten thin resumes I brought.
impulse.
But I still held back, because if I can't find a job now, it's really unreasonable. At least I have to be able to support myself. When I find a job, I can decide whether to eat meat or porridge.
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Thinking about the time when I first entered college, I was really naive. I thought that after graduating from college, I would naturally find a satisfactory job, and then work 9 to 5, with five insurances and four allowances.
Okay, I just worked as a department director or something like that without doing anything for a day. Then I just enjoyed teasing my female subordinates all day long.
But now I realize that all this can really only be a dream. The competition in society is too great. There will always be college students who can't find a job. Let's talk about it twenty years ago. What would you do after graduating from college?
There is really no need to worry, good units are all rushing to get them, but just twenty years later, hundreds of thousands of graduated college students are going to the streets to beg for food. In these good years, rice yields are high, and college students are also flooding in.
To put it more recently, six months ago, when I was reading the newspaper in my dormitory, I saw a news article about three college students who removed their feces after graduation. At the time, I thought it was very unbelievable, thinking that no matter how bad it was, it would not be like this.
Well, but today I realized that I am actually not far away from taking out poop.
Distant dreams must be based on economic foundation, otherwise your dreams will be in vain. Just like me, I actually have many dreams. When I was a child, my dream was to be the president of the country, but when I grew up, I discovered that I was majoring in
It didn’t fit the bill. So my first dream was aborted.
My second dream is to be a poet. When I was in junior high school, I was particularly obsessed with Xu Zhimo, so I determined to be a romantic poet after graduation. But when it comes time to graduate, my current dream is just to be a romantic poet.
boss liu.
In order to have food to eat, my dream of being a poet also came to an end. In fact, there is an essential difference between a romantic poet and a romantic boss. The poet's style is different from the boss's style.
If you had to choose between these two styles, which one would you choose? I choose the latter.
Thinking back to the past, when I was in junior high school and watching my brother from a relative who was much older than me graduate, when someone asked him what he was busy with recently, he would say, "Looking for a job." In my eyes at that time,
I have always felt that the profession of "finding a job" is very exciting and very social.
But now when it was my turn to look for a job, I realized that actually looking for a job is not awesome at all, but rather stupid.
So being stupid, I could only swallow my anger and squeeze into the crowd, running around to see if I could find a company that would hire me. Since I majored in graphic design, I first came to those advertising decorations that looked smaller.
When I was at the company's recruitment desk, I asked them with a charming smile what the recruitment conditions were and what the company's remuneration was like.
Because there were so many people queuing up, the person from the advertising decoration company asked me about my academic qualifications and told me directly that the company now recruits all experienced people. If a newly graduated student like you wants to recruit, it can only be regarded as a job.
Come to our company for an internship. No meals are included during the internship, and the monthly salary is 150 yuan.
I got angry when I heard that, and I thought to myself, what do you mean it can only be counted as an internship? I look down on my buddy who just graduated. If I go to work for you, I will work hard for a month and only get paid one hundred and fifty.
You know, my monthly salary in Harbin is 150 yuan, which is not enough even if I go to the public toilet every day to eat and defecate.
Damn it, grandma, I won’t talk nonsense to him anymore. I watched him casually throw my resume onto the thick pile of resumes on the table. Brother, I got up, raised my butt and left, but I
After taking only two steps, I turned back, looked at the old bastard's disgusting face, and took my resume back.
You must know that I only brought ten copies, and now I must know how to save resources.
After a busy morning, I walked into a small noodle shop dejectedly and ordered a bowl of ramen to fill my stomach. The small noodle shop was quite run-down, and even though it was dinner time, there were not many people there. I was the only one in the noodle shop, and I had just sat down.
Next, a woman in her forties or fifties came over, poured me a glass of boiling water first, and then asked me: "Young man, what kind of noodles are you going to eat? Our family can cook anything."
I looked at the dirty table in the noodle shop and the disposable chopsticks that seemed to have a layer of dust on them. I thought to myself, forget it, now is not the time to be particular about cleanliness. It’s good to be able to fill your stomach.
So I said to her: "Give me a bowl of spicy noodles. Make the noodles thinner and put more bean sprouts."
After hearing what I said, the aunt shouted towards the kitchen: "Old man, make this guy a bowl of noodles, make it thinner."
I almost choked after hearing what she said. Isn't it too disgusting to say that you shouldn't let others eat it?
But I saw that this aunt was a lot older, so I didn’t have the same experience as her. I sat on the stool dejectedly, took out a cigarette, and lit it, thinking about having a light cigarette. It was really
The more I smoke, the more angry I get.
I still haven't found a job all morning. When those companies asked me about my situation, they all basically had the same attitude. They seemed to divide the applicants into three categories, and my friend obviously belonged to the lower third category.
I was asked to do an internship. One company only paid 50 yuan a month for my internship.*.
The more I thought about it, the more I became angry, as if something was blocking my heart, which made me feel very powerless. Because I was in a very bad mood, I suddenly wanted to drink, so I said to the woman: "Auntie, give me more
Let’s get three bottles of beer, and then a couple of little pickles, whatever.”
After a while, the aunt smiled and served two small plates of vegetables, one plate of shredded dried tofu, and one plate of celery and peanuts. Then she brought three bottles of Harbin beer and asked me if I could open them all? I'll order.
nodded.
I took a relatively clean cup from the table, wiped it with a napkin, and poured the beer into it.
After drinking a glass of beer, I suddenly felt a refreshing feeling. I took a break and felt much better. I picked up a chopstick and put shredded dried tofu in my mouth. Not to mention, it tasted really good.
Not long after, a middle-aged uncle brought a bowl of noodles, put it on the table and cheerfully said to me: "It's very hot, eat it slowly." I looked at the oily bowl of spicy noodles and it smelled delicious.
, but when I took a bite, I was immediately stunned. Isn’t this so delicious? I didn’t expect that such a shabby little shop could make such delicious noodles. I swear, this is what I grew up with.
The most delicious noodles I have ever eaten.
I turned over the bottom of the noodle bowl with my chopsticks in disbelief, thinking that there was smoked gourd in the noodles, right? Otherwise, how could it be so fragrant? But in the blink of an eye, I thought, this is impossible, because there are five noodles in a bowl.
Yuan, if you put smoke in it, you won't even get the cost back.
So I ate voraciously. Since I was the only customer in the store, the owner and his wife sat down at a small table next to them to rest. I found that their expressions seemed to be smiling all the time, and I didn’t know why.
Why? That uncle was probably in his fifties, with a short crew cut, and some of his hair had turned white. He asked me with a smile: "Young man, how is my noodles?"
At this time, I no longer cared about drinking. I was concentrating on eating this bowl of noodles. I almost drank all the soup. I wiped my mouth and answered him: "It's so delicious. Uncle, don't think you are so good at cooking."
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He chuckled and said to me: "That's necessary, haha."
I was full at this time, so I poured some beer. It was okay anyway, so I just chatted with the uncle. I asked him: "Uncle, your noodles are so delicious, why are so few people coming to eat them?"
Woolen cloth?"
He still had the same expression, and said to me with a smile: "Actually, being a human being is just like making noodles. You can't just look at the appearance. When you look at my little shop from the outside, it's so shabby. Of course no one comes in to eat. But they don't know.
, only those who come in to eat will discover the deliciousness of this noodles. This is my method of making noodles. My noodles are only for those who are destined to eat."
After listening to what he said, I felt that this uncle was quite interesting. What he said seemed to be very philosophical and one after another. But if I think about it carefully, it is really the case. Looking at the current city,
Everything has to be packaged. The big hotels that line this city are decorated in a high-sounding way, but the food inside is tasteless. I went to a few big hotels when I was in college, but
The dishes made by so-called chefs of various national levels are far less delicious than the most ordinary bowl of noodles in this small noodle restaurant.
In fact, people are really vain animals. They often go to those high-end restaurants just to satisfy their own vanity. Little do they know that no matter how delicious the food in the restaurant is, it is not as delicious as the food at home, but they like to pretend to be taken advantage of. Think about it.
I think it's really funny. Such a deformed social atmosphere.
And the bowl of noodles I ate actually made me feel at home. It was like the taste of the noodle soup my grandma made for me when I was sick when I was a child. Thinking of this, I started to feel homesick again.
I said to the uncle: "Uncle, I didn't expect what you said to be so profound. It really taught me a lot. Come and have a drink with me."
The uncle was very generous and did not refuse. He sat across from me with a smile, and then said to his wife, "We will cook two more dishes, and the young man and I will have a good drink." Then he turned to me and said: "
I’m so happy today, I’ll invite you, uncle.”
The aunt nodded and went to the kitchen, and I said embarrassedly: "No, uncle, your business is not easy, how can I let you treat me?"
The uncle said to me with a smile: "Young man, it is fate that we meet each other. To be honest, we don't expect this noodle shop to make money, we are just doing it for fun. Come on, stop talking, let's drink."
So the two of us started drinking, but when I chatted with the uncle, I realized that everything he said was so philosophical, and basically every sentence had a profound meaning. I couldn't help but admire him.
After a while, the aunt brought out two more dishes from the kitchen with a smile, one was fried fungus and the other was dry-roasted pork loin. After she put the dishes on the table, she sat down and chatted with us.
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These two dishes were surprisingly delicious. I admired the craftsmanship of these two couples, but what I admired more in my heart was their wisdom. They had a very free and easy feeling in my eyes. I didn’t expect that they would make mistakes by mistake.
There is an unexpected bonus when you come to this small noodle shop to eat noodles.
The uncle asked me, I looked like I was in a bad mood just now, did I have something on my mind?
After two bottles of wine, the alcohol hit my head. I smiled bitterly. By the way, this uncle told me about my current situation. I was facing unemployment right after graduating from college.
The uncle was holding a beer and looked me over with a smile. He seemed to pay special attention to the nails on my little finger. Maybe he couldn't figure out why a young man in his twenties would have such long nails.
He lit a cigarette, then smiled and said to me: "Young man, don't be discouraged. This is something that everyone has to experience. I advise you not to hang yourself from a tree. Have you ever considered that this is not your profession?"
work?"
I answered him with a wry smile: "Uncle, to tell you the truth, as long as I have a job where I can make a living, I'll be satisfied."
After listening to what I said, the uncle smiled again. He took out a business card from his arms and handed it to me. He said to me: "This is a store opened by my friend. He is hiring now. If you
You can go to him if you want."
Damn it, no way? I think I have always been plagued by bad luck, why did things suddenly turn around today? How could such a good thing happen to me?
I took the business card doubtfully, looked at the name of the store, and was stunned.