The days passed day by day. One day at noon, my parents quarreled in the room. I really can't stand their frequent quarrels, so I rushed to their room and said:
"If not, divorce. I don't worry about it every day! "
My parents were frightened by my words and looked at me with glassy eyes.
In the evening, my father called me to my room. He suppressed his anger and said to me:
"Didn't you let me divorce your mother? Then you help me write the divorce agreement now, so I won't write it! "
I walked out of the room without saying a word, tears fell one by one, and my heart was so tired that I had nowhere to put it.
Since then, there has been a gap between my father and me. We haven't said a word for half a month. Just then, my primary school classmates asked me if I wanted to work.
Maybe it was youth, maybe it was adolescent rebellion, maybe it was to escape from this tired home, so I promised my classmates without hesitation.
My classmates came to ask me out. I packed my luggage in a hurry, dug out the only twenty dollars under my pillow and followed my classmates into town.
When I came to this familiar and unfamiliar city, I was full of loneliness when I looked at the busy streets. The aunt who introduced our work took us to the boss to settle down, explained the specific details of the work and left.
The next day, the boss asked us to follow an elder sister, who would show us how to do it. My classmates and I followed my elder sister to the mall. At first glance, it turned out to be Carrefour! I'm still a little excited! It's nice to work in a place like this.
We are selling a snack in the food market on the third floor. Snacks are put in a glass cabinet that can be pushed, and we stand behind the cabinet and sell them. I never thought this stop would take a day!
At the end of the day, I don't remember what the people next to me said or did. I only know that my feet have been numb because I have been standing for a long time, and it hurts like I am going to break! But you have to endure not complaining and not crying, no matter how hard it is, you have to go your own way.
On the third day, the boss asked a coolie to take us to another shopping mall in the city center-Wal-Mart. When we finally got off the bus, the coolie told us to remember that there were still several trains on this street, and we didn't know how to get back until after work.
My classmates and I looked around carefully. In fact, I didn't care much, thinking that even if I can't remember my classmates, I can always find them. However, people are not as good as days!
After getting off the bus, the coolie took us for more than ten minutes to get to the mall. However, what I never expected was that my classmates and I were assigned to different areas of the mall.
It's really lonely to step into society for the first time without companions. I don't know anyone around me and I don't know how to talk to them. I've been standing all day. Because I have no experience in selling things, I am always accused by the guests, and my heart is sour.
I finally got to work, and it was already dark when I left the mall. I wonder why my classmates don't come to me, and I don't have a mobile phone. I waited at the door, but I haven't seen my classmates for a long time. I began to panic in my heart. I was a stranger. What should I do? How to get back?
Water under the bridge. I desperately searched for the way with my fragmentary memories of that morning.
Looking at the busy streets and looking up at the neon lights of high-rise buildings, I really want to cry, but I can't cry or call home, so my family will be more worried, so I have to find my way back and find that street as soon as possible!
I try to find my memory by intuition.
"Do I really want to sleep on the street?"
"Am I going to sleep on the street?"
"Will I freeze to death?" When thinking like this, the surprise appeared!
I saw a familiar house. As long as I walk by, I know it's the street that came in the morning. My intuition tells me that there is nothing wrong. As long as I keep going in this direction, I can see hope. As expected, I got on the bus back smoothly.
I am glad that I am not illiterate, that I am not a road idiot, that I have not given up, and that I admire my intuition more.
I saw my classmate as soon as I got off the bus. When she saw me, she almost cried.
"You really scared me to death. I was ill almost all night. I thought you were lost. In that case, how can I tell your parents! "
"Don't worry, I'm back now."
Just like two people who have experienced where you will go, we hugged each other tightly, and then we talked about today's experience and decided to find a new job.
God always gives birth to a little hope when people are most desperate.
The next day, when we were looking for a job in the street, we accidentally met a male classmate in a primary school. After telling him the situation, he said that he worked in a small restaurant nearby. Then he introduced us to the small restaurant.
This restaurant mainly sells breakfast and fast food. I get up at six o'clock every morning to prepare, clean, pick vegetables and wash them. Because I was assigned to the fast food area, I had to cook at half past eleven.
At first, I didn't know how to play. A sister next to me instructed me: "don't panic, listen carefully to the guests' quotations and cook at their prices." Be appropriate. Too few guests complain and too many bosses will be unhappy when they see it. "
I cooked a large portion of steamed rice myself, and the steam of the rice made my face hot, but I had to endure it because everyone was waiting in line.
When eating, my wrist hurts so much that I can hardly carry chopsticks. I regret it: if I had been less willful and impulsive, I wouldn't have suffered such a crime now. I really don't know how much longer I can hold on.
After working for two days, I called home and told them that everything was fine. My mother didn't trust me to come to see me the next day, and she didn't trust me until she knew the situation in detail. At this moment, she took out a pink mobile phone from her bag and said to me:
My nose is sour, and tears fall unwillingly, but a small mobile phone is heavy in my hand.
Later, because I couldn't adapt to the rhythm of restaurant work, my body couldn't bear it, so I went home for a week.
After that, I was introduced to find a suitable job and started my part-time career. ...
Many people think it's a pity that I didn't go to school or college, but what I want to say is, who hasn't taken a detour on the road of life? The important thing is that we just need to take a detour and go straight.
There is no need to regret, and there is no need to regret, because every step of life counts. Even if you take a detour, don't let the timidity who is afraid of detours lose the courage to start. What you have experienced will become the wealth of your life.