Have you ever found out about other people's special privacy?

Yes, the scene is particularly embarrassing. With the regret that "everyone is drunk, I wake up alone", I can finally spit out a gossip here.

A few years ago, I attended a bachelor party on the eve of my sister's wedding. My sister was drunk, and when chatting, she found that everyone else was asleep, only she and I were still awake.

In the dead of night, rumors abound. My sister told the unfortunate love experience of a friend we know: the first cheated, the second cheated, the third cheated, and was inserted into the love relationship by the same girl three times.

Then at the wedding the next day, I suddenly saw two heroines we talked about last night. One is holding her third bf's hand and proudly showing off in front of everyone (well, she was working in CNOOC at that time, and her welfare was very good), and the other little three appeared as the heroine's best friend.

With a curiosity, I quietly observed my best friend San Xiao and the heroine bf hooking their fingers under the cover of a tablecloth ... It's really a real face! What my sister said yesterday turned out to be gossip that no one knew, which killed me! I won't spit and blink. I'm sorry to see it.

Later, the heroine and the third party made a positive result. How old are the children? San Xiao, their best friend, disappears into their lives quietly.

This is a lonely gossip.

Yes, there is.

A school sentenced the examination paper to burn the midnight oil, and a pair of male and female teachers (each with an anecdote) asked for leave from the leader and left first.

Soon the school suddenly lost power, and everyone called it a day and was dismissed.

I hurried across the path to catch the last bus home. I suddenly looked up (because I was near without glasses) and found the two of them, arm in arm, walking slowly. They never thought that we would follow them early, so they walked recklessly late at night.

In my panic, I seem to have done something shameful. In desperation, I took a step and hid behind the telephone pole. Afraid they'd find me.

After waiting for a few minutes, the probe looked at me and I left. Two people were still making out in front, slowly and step by step. This long road is my last bus to the station!

Wait a little longer, they are still dawdling on this path, still in my field of vision, in the dim vision of myopia, the back of those two men and women seems to be more moving.

Is it endless? I have to miss the last bus because of you two.

Please, I've been suffering for a while, and I don't have any psychological burden. I walked quickly past them and never looked back, giving them a standing figure.

The next day, during the break, the woman came and sent me some washed fruits.

I didn't ask for anything.

No pains, no gains.

When I was an underground security inspector, I usually went down with coal miners at the same time and got a ride home from work in the middle of the night. Our mine is seven or eight miles away from residential areas, and there are four people in the coal mining class. Black taxis owned by mining areas are generally owned by miners. Ten dollars a trip can pull four or five people. After taking a shower, the monitor Lao Wang said, "If you rub the car every day, you will have something to do. Can't you find a car?" Although I was joking, I went to look for a car. There was a car on duty in the mechanical and electrical department. I went to the electromechanical duty room. When I pushed the door, it was locked and nothing happened. I asked in the dispatching room next to it. The people in the dispatching room said they were here just now, and I probably fell asleep. Please knock hard! I went to the duty room again and took a look inside when I passed the window. With the beam of the searchlight, I saw the electrician's buddy lying on the door listening to what was happening outside. A woman squatted by the bed near the window, hiding in panic. It turned out to be a female rollover worker. I should have alarmed them by knocking at the door earlier. I held back my laughter and didn't disturb Yuanyang, so I went to take a shower and told Lao Wang that I couldn't find anyone. Please call! Lao Wang just made fun of me. I can't do anything. I can't find anyone. I picked up the phone and called my electrician buddy. It took a while to get through. I said I'll be right there. After I got on the bus, Lao Wang said, why didn't you answer the phone for a long time? Well, that guy looked at me and said, half-truth, half-falsehood, I finally found a lover, so I let you get mixed up! !

I thought the same thing.

When I first entered the company, my sister took care of me, so we had a good relationship. We often get off work together and go shopping for dinner or something. She is eight years older than me, but because of her appearance and dress style, and her simple personality, she is a bit like a child, which often makes people think that she is about my age. We get along very well. She invited me to have dinner at home. Her husband is a very family-oriented and easy-going person.

Until one night, 1 1 point. Big sister's husband called me in a very bad tone. He said, do you know where XX is? I paused, to be honest, I don't know. He looked angry and said, I regard you as a friend of our family. Is it not authentic for you to keep it from her like this? You can tell me where she is, or ask her to come back at once. When she comes back, she can tell her face who she wants to be with. I respect her opinion. I was puzzled at that time and explained that I really didn't know who she was with, let alone where she was now. I called her as soon as I hung up, but she didn't answer more than a dozen calls.

She didn't come to work the next day. After dinner that night, she called me and told me about her affair. The other party is a young man in our unit. To tell the truth, I expected that she would have an affair, but I didn't expect that she would be with that man. After all, that young man is two years younger than me.

Later, she came to work, and the young man was quickly transferred to other departments to run away. Few people in the unit knew about it, and I didn't tell anyone until I resigned. But since then, I have gradually alienated from her. It's disgusting to think that maybe she approached me for a cover, and that she often cheated on me under the guise of dating me.

Postscript: After resigning, other colleagues told me that my eldest sister was divorced and obviously had such a good husband. I don't know why she divorced, but she is not doing well now. I didn't say much and didn't ask. For extramarital affairs, this is probably the inevitable result. How can there be so much true love in this world? What true love should be proved by betraying marriage? Cheating only proves that two people are shameless. My life is bad, I can only say that I deserve it.

Yes! I stumbled across the personal privacy of the company manager four years ago.

One day on 20 15, the manager arranged for me and the company pickup truck driver to go out to do a company thing. As the driver usually drives a minivan, before leaving, the manager told us to drive carefully on the road, because it's a long way and the minivan is not easy to drive, so let's drive his car.

It's more than 300 kilometers, and it takes eight or nine hours to go back and forth. If you go, you have to find someone to handle affairs. The manager told me that if it was too late, I could come back in two days.

On my business trip, I told the pickup truck driver that the manager was really kind to you.

The driver said that the manager is his wife's cousin, he drives in the company, and his wife works as a material clerk in the company.

I just came here and don't know much about the interpersonal relationship of the company. In order to facilitate my future work, I inquired about the personnel structure of the company intentionally or unintentionally. Let's see what this is all about. Who are "royalty" and who are technical employees.

Inquiring about the interpersonal relationship of the company can't be so direct. I told the driver what to say in a roundabout way. Speaking of the manager's care for their family, the drivers are very grateful to the manager for his help in work and economic life.

Work help is easy to understand among relatives, but financial help is not much in real life. Sending a bucket of peanut oil and a bag of rice home is a bit against the laws of the world; I thought to myself.

It is not easy for people to borrow some money when they are in trouble. It's a bit against the common sense of interpersonal communication to do everything.

Maybe it's because I'm suspicious by nature! I suddenly lost in thought. The manager's concern for the driver's family can't help but remind people of his current living conditions. People who leave home and go out with their wives to make a living are actually afraid of being sent around at home. The story of the village chief is not necessarily a legend.

The driver didn't understand what I was thinking. As soon as he stepped on the brakes and stepped on the accelerator, he sang softly to the music. Looking at his optimistic appearance, I feel that I think too much.

I came back from a business trip and came down to check one day. All the managers of the company are under the supervision of the construction site. This is a very busy day. In the working group, the supervisor pointed out many places that need to be rectified. Running up and down, I feel almost broken. The weather on the ground is sultry, and the basement is warm in winter and cool in summer. I decided to get some air in the basement.

Walking into the basement from the driveway, a familiar figure startled me. The manager is going to the second floor.

I quickly got out of the way and went down to the basement during office hours. Any explanation is superfluous. Second, at present, everyone should take heart. At this time, I was caught red-handed, and it was a trivial matter to deduct my salary. It was a big embarrassment.

When I was preparing to retreat, an unexpected scene made me sick: the wife of the pickup truck driver was also in the basement. She is moving from different directions to the position of manager. The manager pointed to the second floor, and the two men smiled knowingly and soon disappeared from my sight.

The basement has been built for more than a year. At present, the construction site focuses on the above-ground structure, and it is difficult to find people in the basement at ordinary times. The driver's wife is a material engineer. What can I do for her during the field trip? What are they doing alone on the second floor at this time?

I'm confused. I'm confused. I'm back at work.

For the next few months, I was afraid to face the pickup truck driver for fear that I could not help but spill the beans.

Looking back on the day when we went out to do business, the manager asked us to come back two days later. It suddenly dawned on us that things seemed very clear.

With the manager, I seldom communicate with him alone. Occasionally, because of work exchange, I will slip away as soon as possible after talking about work. That's what I do. I hate someone in my heart. It's hard to pretend not to hate. It should be said that this kind of hate is from the heart. The more contact, the more I feel that his heart is dark.

Growing up, I always felt that being a man should have a bottom line. Even if you really want to go that far, don't make people too sad. After eating grass beside the nest, you still deal with relatives so reasonably. How can I face the younger generation at home when the skylight is punctured? What is better to add 1 after the word shameless? I was very unhappy and quit my job soon. I hope the skylight will never leak.

There used to be a neighbor upstairs. The couple are both in their fifties. The woman is a department-level cadre who loves to dress up and pays great attention to her image. She belongs to a strong woman, usually male, which is a bit obscene. Often at four o'clock in the morning, they toss and turn, the bed is shaking rhythmically, and the woman is screaming. It won't be long before it's over. It can be four or five times a week, and it is also the kind with strong ability and great demand. Because of the noise, I am often woken up and can't sleep! Seeing them say hello during the day, I really want to tell them that your bed should be changed!