Middle-aged unemployed___Victims# Deputy Curator

#2 Deputy Director

"It is easy to ask God, but difficult to send God."

That's how my supervisor described the deputy curator, and she's a veritable victim #2.

At that time, I didn't understand, but the supervisor told me a little: "The management wants to get rid of the deputy curator, but can't find any name, she is too clean!"

do you know? People like me living in this world are not clean.

When I first met the deputy curator, everyone around me told me that she was very nice and always had a smile on her face, sometimes like the aunt next door. But she is a knowledgeable aunt. She teaches at the school, serves as a selection committee member, curates exhibitions in the Seto Inland Sea, and is often an invited speaker, director and supervisor of foundations or art groups, etc.

We chatted together, and the deputy curator said that the happiness he wanted most was: "Wearing flip-flops on weekends and going to the market with a plastic bag with red and white stripes."

Once she asked me to do a briefing, her manuscript outline and structure, and I copied and pasted it in black on a white background (but there is a uniform black font 😎).

To this day, although I have learned to make very fancy presentations, and make the base map and small labels meaningless and beautiful, I have always believed that "the real content is like the foundation, and the solid foundation is the key." (But 10 When I returned to Taiwan after a year, I was still slapped in the face by an officer who focused on being funny and dazzling.)

After the briefing was done, I was uneasy and emailed the deputy curator with the attachment, asking her to review it and let her know what needs to be corrected. Then I learned that the deputy curator had no class that afternoon, so he was not in the company.

The next day I went to work at 8 o'clock and didn't receive a reply. The deputy curator called me on the phone in a frenzy at 9 o'clock, to the effect of blaming me, a high school graduate who was still studying abroad and couldn't even give a briefing. She I almost fainted when I saw it last night, and I worked hard to rework it in the middle of the night. Her signal is not good, but it is better than her accusation. She is on the high-speed rail. This is a briefing to report to the chairman at the 10 o'clock meeting. She told me to contact the secretariat immediately to change the attachment.

I dialed the extension and cell phone in the secretary's office, but couldn't get through. Seeing is the 10 o'clock meeting.

In the afternoon, I was called into the office of the deputy director. The briefing she gave was really amazing. Everyone who watched it would think that the construction site now called the art museum will become the center of the cultural base in the future. Expand international exchanges and the works of modern and contemporary bigwigs. . The briefing was so beautiful, and what's even stronger is that this blueprint Blue Print turned on the most powerful beauty filter and the spotlight was abruptly PS to BS! ! ! I put my hands on my sides crampedly, and lowered my head uneasily, like a footmaid who has spilled dirty water on the floor.

I heard that the school where the deputy curator is teaching also taught a class on 10 keywords that must be used in contemporary curation. The essence is condensed in this briefing.

In fact, I really forgot many details, I just remember that I was like a shrimp toad living in hell, whipping dozens of people and driving them away. Every day was tense and nightmares, overworked and a lot of crying. At that time, I couldn’t eat for almost a year, so my working students would put Yomi yokan in their pockets, and let me eat when I was aggrieved and cry when I felt better and added sugar.

If you want to become a chef, can you know how to use fire in advance? (For anyone including me.)

The deputy director is a poor man.

At the beginning, she was led into the door by her teacher, and she was greeted by a large sedan chair. Little did she know that her front foot had just entered, but the teacher's back foot had gone far.

Although he is married to a Ming media, he can only be called the "deputy" curator.

However, in the industry, she has long regarded herself as a hostess and walked around the world as a curator. (Please, does anyone still remember 18 years since this art gallery or construction site?)

But in this society, verbal investment is the most profitable, and titles can be bought and sold short.

My supervisor said, "Anyway, I'm still confused/lost about the position of the museum." I thought that I was forced into the museum system by being banned by the gallery, and someone squeezed their heads and tried to come in.

siege.

Not long after the deputy director was appointed, another deputy director came (probably a week after I arrived). Although only 4 people carried them, they were all equal deputy directors. The new deputy director hangs a red lantern every day, and everyone has to give in a little when they see Yu Yingzhen (victims #1) under her.

How can this mountain hold two tigers? The mountain is not high, the water is not deep, and the tiger is blue. There are no tigers in the mountains, you need to burn incense to bathe and crown.

After all, the new deputy curator is the new favorite, and every time the elder sister calls out, it is still the elder sister who has the power to be the co-director of the Six Palaces! Drawn tiger bar and tiger blue.

The deputy curator always thought I was the one who killed her.

She believed that I was the one who made her an innocent victim by whistleblowing to the top management and sue her for not coming to work.

The deputy director's rank is high and he doesn't need to punch in and out of get off work, so the deputy director really didn't come to the company to punch in. (Who knows if it is necessary for the deputy director to come to the museum or office every day to sit!)

The art museum is in shambles. I have been working 24/7 without seeing the sun for a long time. I wonder if the deputy director has gone to the vegetable market at this time?

The reason why the deputy curator hated me was that all the little abacuses she failed to realize were deducted from my head, and the red lanterns had been replaced with white ones. In a blink of an eye, I was waiting for a new consultant and operations team to be my supervisor. The deputy director still lives in her office, and he still doesn't come to the company to check in except for classes. As the deputy director, he still receives his salary every month on time. The title is still there, and the people are still there.

If people are not there, that is QWQ harm.

It turns out that because of this, I have never been welcomed by the two deputy curators, and I continued to beat my feet as a foot-washing maid.

I've thought about it more than once, what good is it for you when you dig a hole for me to jump in? Now I seem to have figured it out and still can't figure it out.

after leaving the company.

I heard that the high-level officials finally sent this god away. After all, no one has no secrets, and there is no secret that cannot be created.

Later, a colleague of my new company expressed to me that she loves the deputy curator very much and she is a good person, so I smiled.

I checked the deputy director on the Internet and found that she was badly hurt by me. As a member of the Catholic Church, she was impeached by the Supervisory Yuan while breaking the law. As the director of the foundation, she reported false accounts with false invoices and received subsidies.

Hateful people must be pitiful. She has been in a "siege" for nearly 10 years. From the deputy director to the director of the preparatory office of another university art museum, after I went to Tainan, I also respected the title of director.

It seems that the vegetable market is just happiness in her heart. Fortunately, she still has happiness.