For the past month, or in the past two or three months, I have been hovering around the question of quitting or leaving behind. I need to make a choice, whether to stay in this bureaucratic company or to find new ones. environment of.
Many people, including my mother, told me that any place is the same, and people who meet here will also meet in another place. It is precisely this sentence that makes me retreat every time I prepare to set off. Over this mountain, it is still a mountain; outside this world, it is still the same world.
The picture outlined in "Trueman Show" is actually staged in our lives every day. Trueman is each of us, with innate panic and acquired intimidation, and struggles to find a new world.
Another important reason is the reappearance of frogs boiled in warm water.
In my current company, there is a kind of leisurely atmosphere. Compared with other companies in the industry, it seems that we don't have to work. I couldn't analyze why on earth. I am really not a particularly motivated player, basically a lazy bone who can sit but not stand, and can lie but not sit, so when I first entered this company, I felt very safe.
What changed me?
At the beginning of this year, the industry-conventional job-hopping action was staged collectively. Suddenly, in the entire business department, I was the only one whose title was related to the manuscript.
At this time I was just a writing assistant.
This position was once laughed at by the senior executives of other departments at a conference, "
I still need an assistant to write articles?" In those days, I always had a sense of ecstasy and ecstasy in my heart. In the final analysis, it was because suddenly I became a guy who seemed to be important. I wrote the more demanding copywriting throughout the project. When the assault team for two months was disbanded, I wanted to cry someone in my arms that day.
That is to say, during those two months of working overtime every day until two or three in the morning, I faced the problems that I would never have thought of again and again. The new director was eager to establish prestige, and at the same time, he was more enlightened. An upward trend. At that time, the children in several of our groups often talked about eating together, so that they would be completely reborn within a year.
On the night of August 28, I was forced into a deep state of self-loathing by a long time of confusion. I turned on the computer and prepared to update or rewrite my resume. My mother still didn’t want me to act rashly. There were many voices around...
I clicked on episode 7 of "The Newsroom", and I was nearing the first six episodes. After watching it a month ago, I think the drama is too much. I think the heroine’s dumb voice sounds uncomfortable. I think it’s a bit far-fetched. I also think...
But on this evening, I silently stared at these actors on the screen. The pursuit of news, while I was unmoved, watching them fight over a news topic, when I saw Tang said to the captain: Captain...
I finally couldn't help crying out in my arms. .
Somehow, the "Captain, Oh, My Captain" of "Death Poetry Society" echoed in my ears. I suddenly wanted to tell myself, be brave, and see if the outside is really what they said.
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