By chance, after only one interview, I got a job that many people envy.
God knows how surprised I am, why me?
On the first day of work, I still wore the washed white jeans I bought when I was in college, and a white shirt that I bought at Dongmen Clothing Wholesale Market for 20 yuan after I came to Shenzhen. My feet were given to me by my mother in Shandong last summer vacation. I bought a pair of sandals, yes, they are sandals, almost like slippers. To be honest, step into the solemn door of the company, don't laugh, I really walked into the office with a very sacred mood. The three shining English letters on the wall seem to announce that my future will be just like them, and it will be shining. There is still a hint of anxiety, do I really need me here? what can I do? Everything is like an unsolved mystery, full of temptation and disturbing me.
Mentor took me to go through the onboard formalities. I carried my black briefcase that I bought from the market for 30 yuan to go to work and followed him behind him. He asked me to put the bag on the table. I asked stupidly. Sentence, is it safe? He smiled and said of course it was safe, it didn't matter. So I put down my bag anxiously, worrying about the money in the bag, my phone, and worried that they might disappear. Although two years later, I can throw my mobile phone anywhere on my desk like at home. Then he told me a lot of extension numbers, callers, computers, cabinet keys, and HR. I wrote them all in my notebook, but unfortunately I never used them once. Because I really didn’t reflect it at the time. What does these extension numbers have to do with me? When I reflect it, I found out the keys, phone numbers and so on. Someone helped me get them. Thanks again to all those who tolerated me. , Tolerate my hindsight, tolerate my naivety and ignorance.
The first day’s work was translation. I stepped into the conference room and saw a young man talking about something, writing and drawing on the glass plate from time to time. There were seven or eight people sitting underneath. Later, they all became my acquaintances day and night. colleagues. A room of computers and a room of people. The young people who teach are mixed with English. As for the content, there is no concept at all. When I can clearly understand the content, it is already a year later. I don’t know how to look it up. I don’t have any idea about computers. At that time, all my knowledge of computers was limited to the laptop I bought in my sophomore year. Viruses, Internet, chat, I can install all kinds of fun software, that’s all. . But I still used all my brain cells to listen to the Japanese speaking, and then told my other colleagues what I understood, even though I really didn’t know the content. But I don't want to be a microphone. This wish was once very strong. I admit that I am not a qualified translator. I often forget what the last sentence is, so I am very sorry to trouble them to repeat it. I often make excessive associations with the content because I really want to know the true and precise content inside. Meaning, I google in my brain, so I often forget that the most important theme is to relay the meaning of the Japanese to my colleagues.
After a few weeks in this way, On Dao, who was responsible for training and recruiting me, asked me if I wanted to be a system engineer. I was surprised and didn't have any mental preparation. I told him that I studied liberal arts in high school and languages in university. I didn't have a background in science and engineering. It would be naive to come here now. What else is impossible in this world? But at that time I really didn't have confidence in myself, even in my profession, because I was so disgusted with immutability. He told me that he was still a helpdesk four years ago. He studied biology, not computer. He spent two years studying diligently and became SE. He hoped that I would consider taking a look. I thought I must have been at a loss at the time. The word “professional” means disgust for me when I was in college, so I didn’t spend a lot of time, so I fell and refused to accept it in a negative way. Therefore, the term “professional” almost wiped out all my self-confidence.
Even if I step into the door of the company, I still don't know what self-confidence is.
I asked Ann Dao, what is the meaning of your work?
I still remember his words very clearly, expanding all my potential.
Self-divide no possibility を広げること.
At that time, I couldn't understand what kind of outlook on life this was. It just vaguely feels right. It is in line with a certain part of my philosophy. So far, this sentence still has a great shock to me. This is the insight that people who have experienced how to think and experience life can get.
Sorry, the comment on the movie didn't mention a word, but turned into a reflection post. I admit that I have not been active enough. Facing life, I have always refused to wear professional clothes like Andy at the beginning, and I am puzzled about working overtime. Is there anything I can't do tomorrow? Why does work affect my life? In order to catch up with the WOW team at night, I rushed out of the office to take a bus to the Internet cafe every time I got off work.
At that time, WOW had the same meaning as going to work.
Undeniably, I am much more professional in WOW. As a mage, before the start of the dungeon, I will consciously make the bread and water, and swipe the screen to tell everyone to come to me to get it; I will be professional to add intelligence to all blue professions; I will buy the dungeon in Aocheng All the necessities of the mage, such as potions, runes for opening doors, materials for group and intelligence, etc.; after the dungeon starts to fight, I will focus on my running position, and try my best to output the maximum damage without OT. , I am in the top three in the ranking statistics of each injury, I am very satisfied, and all of this is just because I am serious enough. My equipment is not top-notch, I just seize every opportunity that can output damage and do my best. And this, not everyone can do it.
I still don't understand why I am so professional in WOW. I never think that I lack the ability to be professional in anything. But many times, I seem to be really stingy, even if I pay a little professional attitude.
When I was a student, the back desk joked that I was the one in class in the graduation album.
I am doing mathematics in Chinese class, English in math class, and essay in English class...
I am surprised at this kind of evaluation, because this seems to have been something I take for granted since I was a child, and it has always been Seeing in my eyes and being told that it seems a bit abrupt and overwhelming.
Are people who have no sense of existence like this?
The boss once told me very clearly what I should do if I want to raise my salary.
But I hope it is a path of my own choice, and I will do what he says.
Rather than being forced by life, or money. These have never seemed to be too tempting to me. Just like a job in a Fortune 500 company and a little mage in wow, it is of extraordinary significance to me. And I don't want to let myself go further and further away from the path that I can freely choose.
Now I am working hard. I want to work hard to integrate into everything. I am thinking about ways to integrate. I hope that I can do everything I can, work for my ideals, and make plans for my goals. Tell yourself in the past, you can also be very professional, as long as you want.
You can be professional, if you wish.
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