Since I successfully took a leave of absence, I went to work at a certain milk tea shop, earning around 4,000 per month, without social insurance or medical insurance, but with housing included. I periodically update my questions and the happenings.
How is Qian Ren0’s work situation? Why has he recently stopped admitting to defamation of Fenghuo and revolutionary authorities?
3.18
Today at the register. Yesterday was really busy in the back. Our shop is small in scale, but if it gets really busy, we have to fly. There are totally only 3 people including me, front and back. Our shop manager has had few tasks these days, so with me and one girl busy, it’s enough. I’m responsible for the front counter, she handles the orders in the back.
On the first day at the register, we encountered an uninvited guest.
A middle-aged man, wearing clothes that are common for more than ten years, a leather coat, also looking like a construction worker, but his face was cleaner. Nothing else notable, old-fashioned. He asked for lemon water or something, then handed over some money. Our shop manager had warned us about this, so I used the small counterfeit detector to check it. At that time, I was the only one in the shop (the manager had gone to the restroom, the girl hadn’t arrived yet). I got nervous. Because the money was fake, I timidly said: “This money can’t be used.” He then pulled out from his clothes pocket about 2,000-something yuan, a stack of notes, and also handed me a bundle of 100-yuan notes. I checked again and they were fake. I said, “This can’t be used either.” He seemed flustered by my reaction (admittedly I was acting a bit dramatic, I’ll explain later), and let him scan himself, but this person seemed to be from the last century. I had planned to scan him with the front machine, but he scanned me instead. I calmly tried to process the payment… It was very tense. Truthfully, thankfully he picked lemon water; if it had been something else, I’m afraid I would have made a bigger mess trying to operate. After the payment, he left.
After a while, our shop manager came in. I told her a bit and urged her to call the police. She immediately concluded that this was a “money changer,” exchanging fake money for real money, but she didn’t think calling the police would help; the person had already vanished. Then she asked if I had exchanged the money, I said: I didn’t open the cash register at all the whole time, and nothing happened. Then we just carried on with the tasks at hand.
After a while, when I looked at the counterfeit detector, I suddenly noticed:
The counterfeit detector doesn’t seem to have been turned on.
Later I explained to the shop manager again. Honestly, I don’t quite understand how this machine works. I’m at the front desk, and I don’t know why I’m so nervous at the register, fearing to make things worse. But she didn’t think much of it either. A few more words, and I said: Anyway, he gave the money, so no big deal.
Then I suddenly remembered that there are plenty of places on Telegram selling counterfeit money, but at the time I thought the purpose was to solicit prostitution anyway, so it wouldn’t be spent. But I didn’t expect I would encounter it myself. So I’m here to give a warning to fellow workers and comrades: it’s best to verify money when you encounter it, or you’ll suffer losses. I would be fined for accepting fake money here. Damn.
Qianren0 currently sports a profile picture of “a cat without economy and without modeling.” It originally based on a commercially licensed illustration by Ukrainian illustrator Iryna Kuznetsova released in 2022; the original image shows a cute kitten holding a pie and a drink.
The popularity of this symbol reveals that the petite-bourgeoisie have gone bankrupt economically, and are spiritually confused and at a loss. Facing two sets of contradictions: internal contradictions within imperialist countries and contradictions between imperialist countries, and the increasingly intensified class struggle between the bourgeoisie and the proletariat as it takes a material form, the petty-bourgeoisie cannot achieve upward mobility through traditional struggle, and due to their own weakness, fear struggle. Therefore they can only engage in self-degradation in this way to gratify themselves. But the proletariat has no way out. “Either you die, or we die.” As a forum member, one should also demand of themselves the consciousness of the proletariat. I myself have not done well in this area; because there is still a retreat option, I did not summon enough resolve to drop out and work. I want to catch up with everyone as soon as possible.
I don’t know if Qianren0 has been a bit lost lately, or even regressed into hedonism. If my words are to be believed, “seek a gap, and when real利益 provides enough motivation, break the tradition within the traditional scope.” Replacing the avatar can be used as a lever to strike at and eradicate erroneous thoughts and actions.
I’m speechless. You are a worker who exchanges labor for life’s necessities. How can I hear in your words a consideration for the dog shop manager? And are you being so proactive in helping the dog shop manager verify counterfeit money too absurd? Would the shop manager tell you that if you receive counterfeit money, you pay the money?
Of course, the punishment will fall on me.
Did the manager say it? The kind that is clear and has records.
My mindset is roughly like this: because I’m still at work, to put it simply: life is okay for now, things have settled down, and the people around me (the shop manager, my roommate) are not bad.
Are you still searching for beauty in capitalism? The last time I had such thoughts was during the era of worker aristocracy; the roommate is not bad, and the shop manager is not bad—did you really treat the shop manager as a friend?
And you also need to explain why you want to set aside the issue of defamation/defamatory attacks during the flare-up.
Give me a briefing by noon tomorrow.
Why does Qian Rennling choose such an abstract image?
Cats are very cute.
This isn’t about living a life properly, and it’s very inappropriate; your previous avatar was a sickle and hammer.
Are you cute enough to talk about class? Isn’t this image exactly that small-bourgeois self-pitying depiction that thinks it isn’t an exploiting class, only to be trampled and unable to trample others?
