After 11 years, I reported to a new department, and my new position was that of a clerk, that is, I had to deal with the department personnel of the headquarters frequently, and it was often inevitable to go to the headquarters to do things. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I walked into the headquarters, I was a little panicked, I was already timid and inferior, and I have been working on the front line, and I have been dealing with the workers below. Don't even know what to say? When I walked into the office of the department staff, I immediately attracted the attention of many people: "Aren't you playing signs at the sports meeting?" Coming to run errands today? ”

There was an introduction who knew me next to him: "Her name is Wang Dayan, assigned by Qi School, and has been working in the Yuhong branch, I saw him when I went to the site to inspect, wearing fat and big work clothes, wearing a big straw hat, working in the field with a group of men, so many years are really hard." Now I'm a clerk in the western suburbs, so I'll have more time to deal with in the future. ”

After walking through a few departments, most people could see at a glance: "Isn't this a little girl who plays a sign at the sports meeting?" You were so good that day, and that kind of professionalism was so valuable! ”

More men came over to say hello: "Wang Dayan, your body shape is too positive, and the brand makes you play too well!" I didn't expect our unit to really be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! Something to talk about in the future. ”

As more and more people talk about it, I began to be afraid that others would mention the matter of playing cards again, and I felt chills all over my body, and when I played cards, I was frozen with goosebumps all over my body, and the feeling of cold war was reflected at once. I don't know if it really helps my work?

It's gone, and there's no way I'm going to make a new choice. Regardless of whether others mention it in good faith or malice, you can only face it head-on. After a long time, people will slowly forget, and soon no one will remember it again!

Indeed, through my showmanship, it is really well known that sometimes someone suddenly mentions this matter again, and then seems to be quite familiar with me, with the easy-going attitude of the other party, I gradually feel less panicked, and slowly begin to interact with everyone normally! This can't be attributed to the blockbuster effect, right?

Of course, being a down-to-earth person, being sincere to people, and doing things sincerely are popular on any occasion and at any time, and it is impossible to win attention by just being in the limelight, it is just a trick of opportunistic people who can't make a move, it is a shoddy show that the ignorant want to win affirmation, and it is a cheap show used by vain people to satisfy vanity, I think I should belong to the kind of ignorant or vain people!

I have low self-esteem since I was a child, I dare not speak out loud in front of people, I began to suffer from gains and losses when I was in the limelight, and my own wandering and unassertive character, looking forward and backward, suspicious, and fearful is also normal! After a long time, everyone gradually forgot about it, and I also began to deal with the upper echelons. can't speak, dare not speak, has no opinion, and always cringes. Sometimes I really hate this kind of personality of myself.

Because the work unit is in the suburbs, I have to get up early in the morning and reverse the train by train, my husband uses a bicycle to carry me to recognize the road, send me to the place, and tell me how to go, so I ride a bicycle to and from work every day.

After work one evening, as winter approached, the sun was setting in a hurry, the gloomy sky reflected the earth in a dark hue, and there was a depression everywhere, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, probably trying to escape the bad weather full of cold?

I was still riding slowly, on a relatively remote road, I happened to not see the shadow of a pedestrian, and I really saw that not far in front, a figure was standing on the side of the road, and suddenly I felt that my hair stood on end, and I was unconsciously enveloped in a terror.

I stopped the car in horror and stood not far away looking at the man, wondering what he was doing. After waiting for a while, I didn't see him move, and I guessed wildly in my heart: Maybe that person lost something and was looking for something? If it's been so long to go to the toilet, it's time to end? Shouldn't it be a robbery or a murderer in broad daylight? Where did I hit it so coincidentally? Thinking so, he boldly walked forward.

His heart was pounding, and his limbs did not obey the call, for fear of riding on the car and falling in a panic, so he had to push the car and walk forward slowly. The man didn't seem to see me, with his back to the road. When I approached the man in horror, he suddenly turned around, and I was so frightened that my heart almost jumped out, and at the same time, I only saw the man's trouser legs under his knees, exposing his lower body and holding it with his hands, and motioning for me to look at his part.

My brain was in a mess, and I didn't dare to look at the man's face, so I pushed my bicycle forward like a madman, ran a few steps and looked back to see if he was chasing me? Now that I think about it, I was really lucky, and of course, there should be nothing wrong with my heart. Luckily, he just stood there and smiled at me. I was also wooden-headed at the time, so I didn't think of taking a detour, or going back a little way to find a payphone, call my husband, and wait for him to pick it up!

I was so brainless, naïve, and now when I think back to the scene at that time, I can't help but be afraid, if that person had seen no one on the road and did something else to me, wouldn't I be asking for hardship? If it's a perverted murderer, where can I reason? Maybe you won't see the sunrise and sunset, the moon and the wind again!

That time I should have met a pervert, and he was just an exhibitionist. When I got home, I told my husband, and he was scared enough, comforted me, and gave me a political lesson for half a day. "That man is just scaring you today, what if something happens one day? You can't ride your bike alone and walk there later, it's too dangerous! ”

In the end, my husband came up with an idea: "You ride to the headquarters, the train station is next to the headquarters, and then take the train to the branch, if not, I will send you to the nearest train station." ”

How can I be embarrassed to sell one and take another? I have to let my husband pick me up and drop me off all day long when I go to work, what if my husband is busy and has no time? Forget it, I'll ride slowly to the headquarters by myself, and then take the train.

That's all I can do, so I put my bicycle in the bicycle shed of the unit, wait for the train back in the evening, and then ride home. After walking like this for a while, one day the bicycle disappeared and the woolen saddle cover was thrown on the ground, and I searched for it several times, and then the person who took care of the carport asked, "Why is my bicycle gone?" ”。

The man said sympathetically: "No need to look for it, it is specified that it is lost, this loss of cars is not a matter of one or two times, how many cars have been lost!" "I could only consider myself unlucky and went home dejected.

When my husband learned that I lost my bicycle, he smiled and said: "It's good to lose it, or you ride to and from work every day, I have to worry about death, don't say that my riding skills are not good, don't look at the traffic lights, don't look at the road, I don't have to worry about losing it!" ”

I glared at him dissatisfied: "Then how do I go to work?" ”

My husband patted his chest: "I have your husband!" Wouldn't it be nice that I will send you to the nearest Dacheng train station every day and pick you up at the point where the train arrives at the station in the evening? ”

In this way, my husband picked me up and dropped me off for nearly two years. I remember one time, I took the train home with a few other people in the unit, and a few people decided to go to drink after talking, and when the car arrived at Dacheng Railway Station, several people got off the train together, and when I saw my husband, I said confidently: "You go home first, let's go out for a drink!" ”

The people who were together said, "Let's go have a drink, shall we?" My husband glanced at me and replied, "I still have something to do, you can drink it!" Then I turned around and rode my motorcycle home!

I didn't think about anything at the time, but when I thought about it later, I felt very sorry for my husband! I did too much, why didn't I think about what my husband was like, I worked hard to pick me up at the station, and it was so easy to wait for the car to come, but I didn't care about spending all day drinking with others! How can his heart feel good? I don't know how angry I am!