It's warm and humid here, and the dense heat and almost undifferentiated nudity make every customer look the same.

Only a group of people, discerning people, can always accurately distinguish who are old customers and who are new customers.

I can even accurately tell the interval when guests come to take a bath. When I see you for the first time, I will send a warm greeting: "Hey, haven't you been here for half a month?"

They are bath workers in public bathhouses.

Only occasionally, this kind of warm greeting will also become the fuse of contradictions and disturb the popularity of the rivers and lakes.

As a regular visitor every week, I also have a famous elder sister in the public bathhouse. According to the order in which bath staff take turns to serve customers, she ranks fifth, so everyone calls her Laowu.

Old five is young, but he is the red man with the most repeat customers in this bathing place. Because she is "red", other bath workers occasionally criticize her.

No, a little thing happened to me on Saturday, which turned out to be the talk of the cleaners of public bathhouses in Jianghu all morning.

Around 9 am, in order to avoid the rush hour, my mother and I came to take a bath early. I changed my shoes and went upstairs. When I entered the dressing room, I saw Fifth Sister and several other sisters sitting on a low stool, rolling plastic sheets.

This kind of plastic cloth is a disposable goods laid on the washtub, which is provided by the bath, and then rolled into small rolls by the laundry workers collectively, and then used by customers.

As usual, I greeted Brother Wu with a smile. Old five is chatting with his sister who rolls plastic sheets next to him. They sat very close together, and their relationship didn't seem to be estranged.

When he saw me coming, he said, "Did you come by yourself? Where are the children? " I was puzzled at first, and then I realized that she should have mistaken me for someone else.

The sharp-eyed girl next to you should see the clue. I don't want to be cold, so I jokingly replied, "Son, it's still in my stomach!" " "

At this time, Brother Wu realized that he was wrong about someone. Before Brother Wu could say goodbye, the sister sitting next to him teased him: "Yo yo, I still say hello to others. My girl is pregnant and hasn't given birth yet. What about her children? " Do you know anyone? "

After listening to her words, the young man was a little worried. He just wanted to say that he mistook one for another, but he was held back by the constant irony of his little sister.

I smiled and began to pack up and get ready to go into the bathroom. At this moment, I suddenly heard the voices of No.5 and Miss Sister rising by half a degree. The little sister said, "Who are you calling? Can you shout when you talk? "

I couldn't hear the conversation clearly when I entered the bathroom. I just don't think their mood is right.

After about five minutes, the fifth man came in and asked me if I could take a shower. As usual, she won't rush me so soon.

She said, "I'm afraid there will be a lot of people later. You should wait. If it's good, I'll rub it for you first. " I saw her pouting, unlike before. I guess what happened just now affected her mood.

I walked over, a little confused about what to say. Originally, it was no small matter, but I didn't expect to get into my fifth place, and I was still vaguely guilty.

Lying in bed, I first broke the awkward atmosphere and said, "The quality of plastic sheets this time is not very good. How can I break when I lie down? " "Yes, as we all said, the quality of this batch is not good," said the fifth.

Old five motioned me to stretch out my arm first and told me to lie down. I went on to say, "My mother said that several people in her community came to take a bath with you, saying that you wiped it seriously and well!"

Old five smiled and said, "Really? Who is it? " I gave her a description of a sister who was about my grade, and the fifth brother gave a specious answer, as if he wanted to check the general situation of this person with me quickly.

She asked, "Is she tall, thin and quite white?" I thought about it, and it was a little similar, so I agreed. The fifth person asked again, "Does her family have a daughter?"

As soon as I heard it, I knew she had guessed the wrong person again, because my sister only had one son. But I didn't reveal it again this time, only replied, "It seems so. She lives in a community with my mother, and I am not very familiar with it. "

In fact, what I really want to tell my fifth sister is that she takes a bath more seriously than other sisters and has a good service attitude. Give her some encouragement. But she has been immersed in the little quarrel that just happened because she mistook one for another, and always wants to reconfirm her clear memory.

In a place like a bathhouse, it is not too difficult to recognize a person. Unfortunately, fifth, I don't want to understand this truth, just want to prove myself.

I have to stop here because my little sister is serving other guests. I'm afraid my life here will be even more difficult if I directly praise me as the fifth.

The fifth man carefully and patiently bathed my pregnant woman and gave my mother a bath and massage. During this period, there were two customers waiting for the old five to take a bath, and the sister who had just had an argument with the old five outside never got a job.

Old Five worried that the customer would wait too long, so he asked the customer to find another bath worker. In this way, another chatting girl came in to serve customers.

After a while, the fifth brother urged me to go out quickly. She is worried that the low pressure in the bathroom will cause me discomfort. She cares about me almost every time, and I have long been used to it.

Probably cleaned up and went to the locker room.

When I opened the door, my sister, who had just had a little quarrel with the fifth, was still telling others about the mistake that the fifth had just made to others. It seems that she told all the people who are taking a bath and resting, and now she is sitting next to her and listening to her. This should be just the beginning.

I heard her repeat what happened over and over again and said, "Are you yelling?" It was repeated no less than five times.

Because she speaks dialect, I sound a little difficult. But what really caught my attention was the following description of me and my mother. She said, "I know both of them. In the past, my daughter always asked her mother to massage, but her mother always refused to press it. Now my daughter is pregnant and has no children. Why didn't she call her children? "

Then, over and over again, over and over again.

I guess she didn't recognize me as a client and wanted to say something, only to find that I had no position to say anything at all. After all, I'm just a walk-on in this whole farce.

At this time, the fifth man came out from the bathroom to get something. The sisters who have been talking all the time closed their mouths and said nothing when they saw the fifth.

After a while, when I returned to the bathroom, I was already dressed. When I looked at the elder sister again, she finally stopped repeating it. Presumably, at this time, she recognized me.

I said to myself, "It seems that this girl's ability to recognize people is not much higher than that of the fifth. Otherwise, how can she keep describing all the details of the whole dressing process when my mother and I take a bath here? "

I smiled at my sister. She saw my smile and bowed her head in embarrassment.

After that, I waited for my mother to come out on the sofa. In the next half hour of waiting, except for a few gossip about other topics by bath workers, the incident of mistaking one for another was finally not broadcast endlessly.

On the way to check out with my mother, I couldn't help thinking of this river's lake feud that happened between bathers in public baths. This is simply a typical case of bad money driving out good money in the field of service talents.

By constantly looking for feedback from Lao Wu's repeat customers, Lao Wu is almost one of the best bathers in this bathing place, while several other bathers almost serve customers by arranging numbers.

Therefore, the commission income of the old five must be higher than the average level of others. In this way, the imbalance of income leads to jealousy.

The situation that the old five took the initiative to chat up customers became particularly eye-catching in the eyes of others. After all, once the fifth person mistook one for another, others can take it as a means for the fifth person to take the initiative to rob other people's customers and attack them.

Bathing is a laborious activity. If the old five spends as little effort as others to perfunctory customers, then everyone can always maintain the way of queuing service, and there will be no more work for more, which not only averages each other's income, but also makes the work more relaxed and happy.

This is the service feature of the bath club opposite the public bathhouse, and it is also the main reason why I don't want to go.

Therefore, isolating, crowding out, attacking and assimilating the old five has become an important step for other sisters to obtain this working environment.

In the future, perhaps a bathing worker with excellent service like Lao Wu will become a "service model" of public baths, and through his own efforts, he will get more repeat customers, regardless of the isolation and exclusion of others; But perhaps, the old five will also become one of them, and become the king of gossip who has a relaxed rest.

By the way, the proprietress of the public bathhouse once said that the bathing union of the opposite bathing club came to the public bathhouse to find its own bather. I don't know if the boss of the public bathhouse will continue this conversation when Brother Wu is assimilated.

And the fifth is just a microcosm of the workplace. Perhaps, you and I are the next bachelor.