Tyrannosaurus Development (Part 2)

(The variety of my workplace is the epitome of various workplaces and societies, and it is something that happens in all workplaces. It is not right for the job, and it is not right for the workplace. In this difficult era, for all medical staff and office workers, we must Twenty thousand respects to them.)

For the previous article, please see "Tyrannosaurus Development (Part 1)"

Since I went crazy and turned from a little white rabbit into a tyrannosaurus, B, who always thought that the Japanese had a sense of superiority, suddenly respected me, bowed and bowed, and his attitude changed 180 degrees.

Just when I turned back into a little white rabbit and everyone was hypocritical and peaceful.

One morning when I came to work, there was a note from the old doctor next to the punch card machine.

"Sugiyama! Overtime hours are "personal confidential", please do not put the overtime hours filling form here! In the future everyone will "orally" tell you the hours when you calculate your salary. "

(There is a big "secret that everyone knows" behind this, that is, A and B reported the number of overtime work indiscriminately. There was a protest in the hospital, and I went to them to "communicate".)

The old doctor is 40 years older than me, and when I got older, I retired to work as a part-time worker. She is a contemporary veteran of the hospital, and everyone respects her three points. Of course, I also regard her as a senior in life.

But the content of this note is obviously unreasonable, and it has stepped on my landmine. I can only suspect that she's old enough to have Alzheimer's.

My thunder, a bang sounded on the ground! !

I took that note and dangled it in front of her eyes,

"Excuse me, do you have any complaints about me?"

She was obviously frightened by me, but I didn't expect that the little girl who didn't answer would dare to talk to her like this.

I have to set up my position first and stand my ground. Because the opponent in front of me is from the University of Tokyo.

I have to make myself big to scare off the enemy.

I said, "I've been an accountant on the second floor for so many years. Last year, the government came to audit my accounts, and my account was looking for, no, no, any, or anything. Are you dissatisfied with me now?"

The old doctor is very good at fighting haha, saying that I misunderstood her meaning.

"I respect you as a senior in life, but it's not right for you to defend those people who report overtime. What time do they come in and what time do they go out? Everyone can see, and some good people are always there. Looking at other people's cards, I know it's not good, but it's more problematic for people who don't calculate honestly!" I said.

I didn't change into a Tyrannosaurus this time, quarreling and reasoning are things like this, and I'm used to it. This time I want to talk about it properly.

She really is scheming, she originally thought she came forward to press me, and I would say, alright. Unexpectedly backfired.

"Alas! Are they doing something wrong? I don't know! Hahaha, I want to tell you that some people are looking at other people's cards all day long. This card is personal information and can't be shown to others! For the hospital's sake! It's nice to keep the statistics table." The old doctor from Dongda University kept snoring.

Are you still laughing? I don't find it funny at all.

"I don't feel at all that there is any secret to attendance time!" I said.

I am firm and unreserved, if I want to say it, I will make it clear!

"Those who do random calculations have secrets. My card, if you want to see it, I'll let you see it for free. I don't have any secrets!"

Sure enough, Dongda's words are long and long, and she has been talking about what she is the founder of the hospital. At that time, it was difficult, but now that it is on this scale, everyone must be considerate of each other...

Be considerate? ! Because of the difficulties in the past, do you need to understand that you protect each other now?

"And the statistics form is put there for everyone to fill in. It started in the days of the old dean, not my idea. If you have any questions, go to the dean or the doctor's wife. "I say.

How can people who have done bad things dare to go to the people above, and they are not looking for death?

An old doctor and nurse, I will watch them in the future, and I won't let them do this again.

it is good! In that case, we compromise! I put it away in writing, but everyone writes me on the card when the time is up. I will find the old doctor's wife to take a look.

Later, the old doctor also became polite.

The days passed like peaceful days, and one day a few years ago, the old sweeper Tanaka died.

Tanaka's death was a difficult matter, and it took a lot of work for me and Mr. laborer to settle it.

After Tanaka's death, the dean's house looked messy without the people who tidy up. The old nurse who worked part-time offered to help with tidying up. At first, she politely asked me to help with chores such as taking out the garbage and cutting fruits.

People are mutual, so what's the problem! I promise. I didn't expect this old man to dig deep in the soft soil, and one after another, there are still cleaning the kitchen, sweeping the floor, mopping the floor, shopping for vegetables, cooking, taking care of the dog, cleaning the dog shit, taking care of the dean's child... The incredible work content keeps coming to me push.

While wiping the kitchen, she leaned on the old man and said,

"O Sugiyama! When the old sweeper Tanaka was alive, she wanted you to help her take care of the dean (home). This is her last wish... So, you have to help Tanaka sweep, mop, and clean up the environment every day..."

"This is Tanaka's last wish..." This is the sentence every time!

I've never heard of Tanaka's last wish, like an unbreakable imperial edict, a mountain of work, constantly pushing towards me.

I have already promised to help take out the garbage and cut the fruit. Now, do I need to do my finances and affairs, as well as cleaning and chores?

Young people are easier to use, and foreigners are easier to use?

When I listened to her words, my brain was broken, and I interrupted her,

"Can you stop for a while?"

She stopped what she was doing and raised her head in surprise.

"I've never heard of Tanaka's last wishes, and I'm the most, hate, have, use, die, people, name, righteousness, come, threaten, threaten me!"

I looked at her face, carefully word by word, and spit back Tanaka's will to her.

In this way, the tyrannosaurus in my heart has grown stronger and stronger. Once upon a time, under the training of everyone in the workplace, it has become a raptor.

But is this me? Is this what I want for me? Where did that innocent smiling girl go?

I'm not short of money, I'm fighting for a breath, a breath of dignity. When the environment is dangerous, when the people around you are malicious, and you don't stand up, you lose everything.

I don't need to run away for someone else's unwarranted crime,

I don't need to give up for other people's hostile eyes,

I don't need to imprison my soul for the evil words of others.

All I want is to have a clear conscience, not infringe or infringe on others, and do my job well. It's that simple.

It's me to be the only one, and it's me to be firm and firm;

I don't have a stance, and it's me who has a tough attitude;

The little white rabbit is me, and so is the raptor;

I am laughing, and I am wearing a mask;

Because of some unforeseen things, the power inside me, like a flood, like a hurricane, but it's all, the real me.

It's been ten years, maybe I, the little white rabbit back then, will be shocked when I see the current Velociraptor me! But this doesn't mean that the little white rabbit is gone, she just hides temporarily, I always hope that the white rabbit and the sunshine in my heart, the original me, will always be there.

I have been using my life to prove that the choice to cross the ocean to Japan is the right one, and every step I take is the right one, but now, I don't know how to answer this question,

I just hope someone can help me and keep the little white rabbit here forever.

postscript:

I was very blue when I wrote this, and the more I wrote, the more melancholy I became. I just think the people in this article are so miserable! But unfortunately, it really happened to me.

I still remember that Little White Rabbit's wish when he was a child was to be a civil servant, a teacher, and an archaeologist...

As I wrote this, I suddenly cried....

My "hidden version" friend told me,

"Don't you want to be a strong man? Why are men crying!"

(The "hidden version" is someone I haven't seen before, who has been chatting with me by fate)

right! I can't cry, even if it's a fake man!

But to be honest, when his line "Why are you crying!" jumped out from the other end of the line, I cried a lot that day....

It will be fine after crying, put down after writing, stand up after pain! I will only get stronger and stronger, because I am a Tyrannosaurus!

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