Going to study in Europe or America is not that easy, it’s not just a matter of money. Applying to schools requires a portfolio and relevant work or internship experience. Nowadays, most bourgeois architecture schools rarely accept students from different majors, and I’ve seen too many students from bourgeois families who simply can’t handle the workload of our major. Creating a portfolio requires a lot of time and effort, and most students from bourgeois families just want to graduate and find a job teaching at a vocational college.
She hasn’t studied architecture; she doesn’t want a future job, but just wants to keep playing, keep being a student. As mentioned above, she likes “studying,” but actually she likes parasitism. As for what you said about graduating from higher education institutions making it hard to find a job, I think it’s just hard to find a job that involves less work, pays more, and stably exploits others.
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That’s still okay, right? It’s too unbelievable
Scary, I hope you didn’t fall. Some places don’t install streetlights on the sidewalks, it’s pitch dark. I saw online that a delivery guy once hit one hard, broke bones, and was alone outside with no one to look after him.
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【Update on March 12】The first two days of this week, I took leave due to some personal matters and feeling unwell. So today is the only day I worked part-time this week. I went to work tonight, and as soon as I arrived at the shop at 5:30, it was already very busy. I had a bad premonition because some preparatory work was done during the slow times earlier, and if it got busy, I would have to sneak in to finish these tasks, which was hard to manage. D has not resigned yet; after she leaves, even during peak hours, I will be the only one busy in the whole shop. The manager said that after he leaves, he will call his mother to come help when it gets busy. I found it very speechless at that moment—her mother is completely a free labor force at his home, and while she is a servant, she is also the master, strictly controlling us employees. The rules are very annoying; even weighing small bowls, medium bowls, and large bowls of rice for customers, an extra 5g or 10g is not allowed. Today, I learned from D that she doesn’t eat pork, so she can’t eat the free dinner provided by the shop because it’s pork-fried noodles. I asked her if her family is Muslim, but she was very tight-lipped and told me her family is Han Chinese and a true revolutionary. I felt very speechless. I remembered she once said studying was fun and she wanted to study architecture or psychology in Europe or America, liking to study in different countries. At least she comes from a bourgeois family, so working part-time is like playing. Today, the manager told her to finish work at 9, so she quickly started working, constantly urging me to do the same, and told me that in the future, when I work alone, the manager will keep urging me to hurry up. But today, I was quite relaxed; although busy, overall it was tiring because she was so busy she had no time to supervise me, only occasionally telling me to speed up. The shop manager, this parasitic giant baby, sometimes goes to the back kitchen to smoke. The shop’s requirement is that even if your hands are full of foam from washing dishes in the back kitchen, and there are tasks at the front desk, you must immediately put down what you’re doing and go to work at the front because the manager is at the front. Seeing him sitting in the back kitchen smoking makes me want to spit in his face.
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Unbelievable, what is this thing