In the winter of 2005, if I couldn't find a job again, returning home was almost the only option.
But once again I was rejected. Remembering the interviewer's face, I really want to go crazy. She said that my image and my resume do not match and refused to continue to ask me questions. I looked down at her dress, obviously, because of the dress, I was despised by her. I swear I can use my power to get her to take back her disdain for me. But I didn't get the chance to show my ability.
My landlady, Mrs. Selena, is a very demanding middle-aged woman. She stipulated that I must turn off the lights before midnight, that I should come out of the bathroom within ten minutes, that I should not be allowed in her living room if I am not dressed, that I should not be allowed to cook Chinese with her beautiful kitchen,and that I should even have to put on lipstick when she has
I'm sick of Selena's so-called British woman's dignity. But everyone says that Selena is the best host.
I don't see where she's at. Like, when I come back after a lot of failed interviews, there won't be any food in the kitchen. And if I go upstairs and make a noise, she will stand in the bedroom door and loudly accuse me.
I had just finished washing my hair, sitting on my bed and eating my bread rolls while looking at the newspaper's job offers. This is against Serena's principles. She rushed forward, grabbed my bread and newspapers, shouted in English: you are no quality Chinese girl! You get out of my house!
So I wore my hair out and rushed out the door with my overcoat over my pajamas.
Twenty-five years on, I've been able to go all the way with very good grades and ability.No one has ever said I have no quality.
Our family is not poor, but for 25 years my mother has told me that ability is the most important. I can't understand how being judgmental here has become a righteous term. This is an insult to my 25 years of life!
I burst into a cafe angrily. It was too cold. I'm hungry too.
There are a lot of people in the cafe. The waiter led me to an empty seat with a strange look.
That's the only empty space in the cafe. The opposite of me is an old English lady. She looks more refined than Serena, as regal and refined as Queen Elizabeth. I involuntarily put away my sneakers under my baggy pajama pants. And then I saw her legs in stockings and pretty high heels under her skirt, and at her age, she still wore these shoes very attractive.
In many high-end restaurants in Europe, clothes are being refused entry. I think the reason I came in was probably that I wore a coat that was worthless. I could not help but put away my anger and said: Give me a cup of hot coffee. Thank you.
After the waiter walked away, the old lady opposite did not look at me. Instead, he took a note from the side and wrote a line and handed it to me. Is very beautiful handwriting in English: toilet turn on your left rear. I looked up at her, and she was drinking coffee in a very elegant way, without looking half-at me. My embarrassment is hard to explain. For the first time, it should not be respected.
My hair was so messed up by the wind,I even had a bit of crumb on my nose! Although my coat is very good, my pajama pants are very old. The first time I kind of looked down on myself.How disrespectful I was to my appearance, and how disrespectful I was to others. I remember going to a job interview in the afternoon, and that would be disrespectful to a senior manager.
By the time I got back to my seat, the old lady had already left. The note left on the table in the soft plaid adds another beautiful handwriting to English: as a woman, you must be refined. This is the dignity of the woman.
I escaped and walked out of the cafe. I was sitting in the living room waiting for me, I saw me told me I was over twelve ten minutes to come back, so tomorrow must go to help her cleaning the lawn. I promised her. And apologize to her.
I found that Selena taught me a lot of things that were just as useful: sleeping before 12 o'clock would make me mentally fit the next day, wearing nice and neat looks would make people respect me first, wearing high heels and using lipstick helped me get more gentlemen, and I began to feel confident and confident, and I no longer wanted
My last interview was a marketing promotion for a big cosmetics company. My proper attire added to my performance. The fine and capable female boss said to me: you are very good. Welcome to join.
I did not think that my boss was an English lady I met in the cafe. She's very famous! Is this cosmetics brand selling Queen!
I said to her: thank you very much.
I really appreciate her. Thank you very much for her phrase: as a woman, you must be exquisite.Although she did not recognize me.
YesNo one has an obligation to discover your inner good through a sloppy look that doesn't even bother you. You have to be exquisite. This is the dignity of the woman. I remember it all the time.