Because my car was damaged and I was helpless to stay in a certain auto repair shop waiting for repairs, yesterday morning, I could only take bus 888 to go to work. I had to arrive at the unit before 9 a.m., although the students were temporarily out of school after the final exams, but our work was not over this semester, and we had to pout and rush to the unit to participate in the summer all-staff training.
I haven't taken a bus to and from work for at least 11 years, and yesterday morning, when I came to the Taoyuan Road bus station, I saw a long-lost No. 888 bus slowly coming, and I actually had a very familiar feeling. Before I had a car, every morning, whether it was sunny or rainy, I set off at 6:30 a.m., walked for ten minutes in the night, and arrived at the Taoyuan Road bus stop, just to see a No. 888 bus panting slowly and leisurely. At that time, because of the company of you in the distant air, I was happy when I walked in the night every morning, and I was lonely when I rushed to the Taoyuan Road bus stop alone yesterday morning. In particular, my damaged car was waiting for repair at a garage, and I felt that my fragile heart was bleeding non-stop.
Back then, not only did I feel a certain happiness in the process of rushing to Taoyuan Road Station, but I also felt happy when I came to the station and squeezed into a No. 888 bus, even if I couldn't find a seat to sit down. Of course, at that time, after I found a seat and sat down, in the process of closing my eyes and recuperating, I was thinking more about how to tell the story of the day's mood when I arrived at school. After reading the mood story I told in the headline space, several friends mercilessly criticized me for being long-winded, without a theme, and not knowing how to write to the point. My friends are very pertinent in their criticism, but unfortunately I am not a writer or a lover of literature, I am just a six-legged bug. I have long pointed out very seriously the emotional story I told, that there is no powerful thought on the back of the paper, no unbridled content, and no beautiful language.
Yesterday morning, on the way to the school by bus, I met Mr. Jiang, who was very beautiful in the office and very cute at the same time, accompanied by Mr. Jiang, a beautiful colleague, and the boring ride process became delicious. To be honest, I hate taking public transportation, firstly, because the carriage is crowded, and in the crowded carriage, even if there is a beautiful colleague with a grub collar standing next to me, I will feel suffocated. The second is that I am old and frail, my appearance is really ugly, look at me in my early fifties, the top of my head is bare, my ears are full of gray hair, I don't want to make the beautiful woman next to me gag from time to time in the process of taking public transportation. Third, I am used to bringing a laptop bag and stuffing a masterpiece in the computer bag when I go to work every morning, but carrying a computer bag to work, I feel seriously inconsistent with my sloppy appearance, if I have a young handsome, carrying a laptop bag to work is nothing.
Yesterday I participated in the summer all-staff training, and in the morning I listened to a lecture on a large unit of teaching given by well-known colleagues from various disciplines in the district, and in the afternoon, I summarized the work of this semester and looked forward to the work of the next semester by subject. Because I have to train all day, I would like to bring a laptop bag and stuff a masterpiece into my computer bag, so that I can sneak in a few pages of the masterpiece's content during the training process, and hide in the office during my lunch break to secretly tell a few emotional stories. But I didn't want to take the bus with a heavy laptop bag, so yesterday morning, after some hesitation, I took a broken step to the Taoyuan Road station with my hands in my pocket, and then squeezed into a bus No. 888 that was running side by side. Just because I don't like to take public transportation, last Thursday morning, when I saw the pouring rain outside my window, I found a strong reason to drive to the final exam marking site with peace of mind, and accidentally got into a heartbreaking traffic accident when I was about to arrive at the marking site.
Yesterday morning's training was boring, and after secretly visiting the headline space of several friends and friends, I felt my eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and I leaned back in my chair and slowly fell asleep. We gathered in the lecture hall to listen to the lectures of the big names in the education industry in the form of watching live webcasts, and I found that many colleagues around me were like me, first holding their mobile phones to play, and then leaning back in their chairs and tilting their heads and closing their eyes to recuperate. Theoretically, a beautiful colleague surnamed Wang, who has not met for a long time, should participate in this training, I dozed off for a while, and after being awakened by the snoring sound around me, I raised my head, twisted my head to check back and forth, left and right, but did not find the figure of the beautiful colleague surnamed Wang. It's not that I miss this beautiful colleague because I haven't met for a long time, to say something from my heart, I just want to know if the beautiful colleague surnamed Wang is willing to take over the work of the head teacher in my hands when she returns to the unit after teaching.
The head teacher is too tired from work, in order to survive to retirement and prevent the unstoppable aging as much as possible, I have been looking for an opportunity to return the work of the head teacher to this beautiful colleague surnamed Wang. However, because my car was damaged, it took four or five thousand oceans to repair my car, and I wanted to get back the four or five thousand oceans that were lost. First of all, it is impossible to insist on "creating" in the headline space and fantasize about recovering this large economic loss through "creative gains". Ming people don't say dark words, I took root in the headlines "creation" in March last year, almost a year and a half has passed, the total income is only a pitiful 1100 yuan, according to this rate of income, I don't know until the year of the monkey to earn back the maintenance fee of the car. Therefore, the beautiful colleague surnamed Wang deliberately twisted in front of me and did not take the initiative to mention the return of the work of the head teacher, and I also followed the twist and pinch, and never mentioned the return of the work of the head teacher in front of her.
Yesterday, there was a result of the all-day summer training, which I did not expect, that is, the end of the training, marking the official arrival of the summer vacation of the new year. In previous years, the summer training was at least a week, and the education experts from all over the country sang and I appeared, and we sat down in our seats to listen to the lectures given by the experts, not only listening to the drowsiness, but also the acne on the white buttocks. This year, I can't afford to hire experts from all over the country, so I finally waited for the longest summer vacation in my life after I set foot on the job. What's more, for the time being, don't worry about acne on the buttocks.