A moment of warmth: Please respect the people around you who are engaged in the service industry

The people I have come into contact with who are engaged in the service industry include family members in their fifties who work as confinement nanny, aunts who work as waiters in the workplace canteen and outside restaurants, uncles who work everywhere after retirement, and moving companies. There are elder brothers who work as janitors, repairmen, and decorators. Of course, there are also courier brothers, takeaway brothers, driver brothers, tour guide brothers, tour leader brothers, sales assistant ladies, make-up ladies, store managers, etc. The cake chef lady, the teller lady, the insurance clerk lady...

The reason why we should talk about respecting them/them is that on the one hand, people always have relative strengths and weaknesses in society.

On the other hand, there are always shortcomings from our own perspective.

On the other hand, my mother has been engaged in various service industries such as catering, manual work in the farmland, technical work in the factory, and babysitting. From her, I heard We have experienced many different situations and impermanent things in the world.

On the other hand, in the growth and development process of each person, there is a subtle linkage between self-esteem and respect for others.

Since the beginning of this year, all walks of life have been affected by the epidemic.

As far as I can see, those who have stable jobs are lucky and their ability to withstand risks is relatively strong.

The old saying "Guaranteed harvest despite drought and flood" has taken on new vitality. Whether you stay at work and stick to your post, or you are isolated at home for a long time and cannot go downstairs, there is always a reliable guarantee in your life.

Complaining that I work a nine-to-five routine and feel that I have no freedom, no life, and no meaning.

At this moment, let’s compare again:

If you don’t work or make money for a day, you will have no income. What will you eat and drink?

If there are mortgages, car loans, rents, deposits, children’s tuition fees, and other debts, don’t think of peace of mind at home or health as the most important thing. I’m afraid people will feel as uncomfortable as a hot pot. The ants—can’t stay still!

It is difficult to make a living and be responsible for yourself, even harder than having self-control.

Because this is not just a matter of taking the initiative, but also of passive acceptance.

Behind that endurance is the pressure of life.

It is the choice to shoulder all the burdens of life on one shoulder.

It is a life in which possible opportunities, unknown risks, every harvest, and every burden are all tied to oneself.

In such a life, everyone engaged in the service industry has his or her own story.

"The young man listens to the rain singing upstairs, and the tent is dimly lit by red candles."

Not every young man has the capital and background to listen to the rain carefree in the singing room. .

Therefore, young people who work in the service industry must be stubborn. Since they have to start from scratch, they must have the courage to face frustration. Even if they don't, they still have to wipe away their tears and face tomorrow.

"A young man listens to the rain in a boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the wild geese cry out to the west wind."

If the boat is not tied to the body, it is not as solid as standing on a solid embankment - the surface of the river It looks vast, but the clouds are very low. Dark clouds were pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and it was already extremely oppressive. However, the sound of breaking geese was blown into the ears by the west wind. The misery of the prime of life was precisely in the silence.

Therefore, middle-aged people who work in the service industry must be helpless. Since there are seniors and young people who have no choice but to have the forbearance to break their teeth and swallow it, even if they don’t have it, they still have to swallow it. The love between his children is hidden in his heart, no matter how bumpy his journey is.

"Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk's hut. There are stars in my temples, and the joys and sorrows are always ruthless. Every step in front of me, every drop of my heart, till dawn.

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In a society that pursues profits and develops rapidly, small people are no longer allowed to sit leisurely under the monk’s hut and listen to the rain. The so-called death of man-made money, even if there is no pressure, the old people alienated by capital will just go Think: Wouldn’t it be nice to earn more, save more, and leave more for your children and grandchildren? How can you have time to feel the joys and sorrows?

So the old age in the service industry becomes even more miserable? , since they still have to go out to find food, the situation has probably gone beyond the unspeakable. Seeking food means that they are still useful, valuable, and still want to live. Wouldn’t they rather die if they don’t live?

When we are on the train, the radio will say, please take the initiative to give up your seat to the elderly, weak, sick, pregnant and passengers with children. On the high-speed train of society, we who are in a slightly stronger position have to give up our seats to the relatively weak people who are engaged in the service industry. Showing respect to a group is often as easy as giving up a seat

Isn’t it what we are willing to do?

So, please respect those who work in the service industry. People.

Moving on, what can we do to respect ourselves?

Bai Juyi said that the charcoal seller's "face was dusty and smoky, his temples were gray and his fingers were black", but even though he was "poor and dressed in plain clothes", he was still "worrying about the low price of charcoal and wishing for the cold weather". Why?

Just for the sake of "wearing clothes and eating in mouth"

But what did the messenger in yellow do?

They didn't have any mercy. , get back in the car and scold the oxen to lead it northward."

Our charcoal seller has no choice but to "drive the charcoal to the north".

Whether it is force or scolding, No matter what, the core is disrespect, because in the eyes of the messengers in the palace, the old man has nothing to respect.

We are not the messengers in the palace, we are public servants of the people, and we are public servants supported by taxpayers. .

For us, a smile, a thank you, a glass of water, a piece of paper, consciously making way, taking the initiative to reach out, a kind look, a straight-looking attitude, and don’t frown. , don’t complain, don’t dodge, don’t dislike it, don’t curse, don’t insult... these are also very simple and don’t require any price.

It doesn’t require sincere eyes, gentle words, or respect. Act with care or concern.

In many cases, it may be enough to communicate to them that "we are all human beings" as to ourselves.

Those who work in the service industry. People are also very disgusted with being asked to obey unconditionally, but they do not need a lot of understanding and tolerance, but in their opinion, what is shameful is not poverty, but treating others equally is respect, and being respected is very honorable!

Think about it! Doesn’t it hurt even if we ourselves are wronged and feel disrespected by others?

So, please respect the people around you who are engaged in the service industry.

Going further, I want to talk about my mother.

In her early years, she worked odd jobs on the farm.

Bend over to pull weeds, squat to fix seedlings, dig holes with shovels, carry pots to apply pesticides, kneel down to spread film, bend over to pick cotton, raise hands to prune branches of jujube trees and grapevines...

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Just to save for my tuition, I had to endure the harsh spring cold, the scorching summer heat, the moody autumn and the harsh winter year after year.

Those long-term and high-intensity physical activities have almost deformed most of the joints in the human body, leaving chronic diseases such as rheumatism, arthritis, and varicose veins.

I often feel that in terms of intensity, it is no less powerful than the poet Li Bo in the Northern Wei Dynasty who wrote "The skirt chases the horse like a roll. If you shoot left and right, you will double" or Cao Zhi's "Controlling strings to break" The one on the left is a knight who shoots out the moon-destroying branch on the right. He raises his hand to catch the flying scorpion and bends down to scatter the horse's hooves.

It’s just that Li Bo’s little sister and the knights in Youzhou and Bingzhou have lofty pursuits and a reputation for being famous. My mother only thinks about me.

That’s it. If you meet someone who is reasonable, lunch, tea, and an occasional break are not needed. Although you are tired, you are in a good mood. If you meet someone who is stingy and lacks empathy, just talk. Not to mention the fierce competition between them, the unreasonable and extra workload can only be accepted.

When there was no work in the winter, other people’s parents would go to small shops to play mahjong and gossip. My parents continued to work in the seed processing factory through entrustment. My father stood guard and my mother was alone outdoors. The car is weighed.

Not everyone can understand the cold nights in the northwest. Even if my mother wore a double-layered sheepskin coat, she could not withstand the wind that roared all night long. But even so, the deputy leader in charge still gave it to her. The minimum wage, even if it has been many years, my mother will still be angry for a long time when she mentions it.

Later, my mother also worked in a red date processing factory and a plastic packaging box processing factory. Small factories don't pay attention to humanistic care, they only care about whether production is delayed.

Later, my mother also opened a restaurant and worked in a restaurant.

Diners of all kinds do not simply regard waiters as waiters. There are some who are playful and smiling, some who are obscene and dirty, some who take advantage of others, some who harbor evil intentions, and some who are critical. , there are people who pay with fake money...

Years later, my mother said as a joke, I just hate that I am far away, incompetent, and can't punish him and get back to him quickly.

Just imagine, if it were their mother, spouse, sister, or daughter, would they still do this?

In the past few years, my mother participated in re-employment training and became a nanny. Of course, she would meet all kinds of people when she went to look after other people's children.

There are those who are easy to get along with, and there are those who are difficult to deal with; there are those who are harmonious and tolerant to others, and there are also those who are bossy and inferior to others; there are those who are moody and show off, and there are also those who have luxurious home hardware but backward parenting concepts Because there are too many times...

Therefore, when I see the elder sisters who cook, the aunts who serve dishes, and the aunts who clean, I always think of my mother and how old they are with my mother. Almost, they already belong to the ranks of the elderly. When they serve me, I always try to give them as much respect as possible.

So, please respect the people around you who are engaged in the service industry.

Finally, as we grow from children to adults, we have the mental maturity to slowly adapt to society, but we also always have the child-like immaturity that is difficult to control.

On the one hand, we have strong self-esteem and do not allow others to ignore our existence, despise our labor, despise our efforts, and despise our achievements.

On the other hand, we are often very tolerant of ourselves, allowing ourselves to make mistakes, allow ourselves to be lazy, allow ourselves to quibble, and allow ourselves to be dizzy.

But we rarely think about why we don’t allow others to make mistakes, why we don’t allow others to work hard, and why we can’t do it if others don’t circle around us?

There was a popular article before, which said that we should respect our parents as we respect our leaders.

This is indeed very interesting: We surround our leaders every day, thinking in our minds whether the leaders have eaten, whether they have eaten well, whether the leaders are tired, whether their bodies can bear it, whether they have rested, and whether they will Insomnia, does anyone take the leader’s things, does the leader’s affairs get done, does the leader’s tasks get completed, does the leader’s schedule get reminded, does the leader’s achievements get remembered, does the leader’s family care about him? , is there someone to pick up and drop off the leader’s friends, is there someone to figure out the leader’s temper, is there someone to understand the leader’s preferences, is there someone to share the leader’s good mood, is there someone to meet the leader’s needs, is there someone to pay attention to the leader’s face , has anyone given the leader face, has anyone guessed what the leader didn’t say, has the leader known about new things and good news, has the leader been able to play with new things...

We Rarely have parents been so patient, so considerate, so warm, so enthusiastic, so caring, so attentive, and so laborious. Isn’t this interesting?

In fact, when it comes to respecting parents, being filial to parents, caring for parents, and protecting parents just like respecting leaders, this is actually a kind of sadness, a huge reversal, a profound putting the cart before the horse, a kind of A self-evident explanation that can never be self-consistent.

This shows that in our hearts, a deep-rooted hierarchical concept has been formed:

The top of the pyramid is the leader, followed by the leader between the leader and me, and then the leader. People who are stronger than me in terms of power, money, and appearance are the people who can influence the future of my children, me and my children next, people who ask for help from me, and people who serve me second to last. At the bottom are people who have ideals, ambitions, and pursuits than me and people who have devoted themselves to their ideals, ambitions, and pursuits.

The reason why I put people in the service industry at the bottom is because they still have intersections with me. Through them, I can at least have the opportunity to see myself as "successful" in that I am better than those who are better than those who are below.

Among the last people, the first type can only prove that they are stupider than me and are complete idiots and idiots. Since the second type has no intersection with me, then I have no time to waste. For them, those nihilistic, empty, past-tense wastes should be put into the dustbin!

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Society is a linked whole. From top to bottom, from left to right, from front to back, from inside to outside, everyone’s labor*** Collaboration constitutes the normal operation of society, so everyone's labor deserves to be respected.

The scene of the delivery boy crying in the rain, the scene of the delivery boy climbing up to the sixth floor carrying a refrigerator or washing machine, the scene of the cleaning lady taking a nap while leaning on the mop, the scene of the one-legged man pedaling The scene of the three-wheeler going uphill... is not just to make our noses sore and make us burst into tears, I think, but also to make us think.

Thinking about what?

In layman's terms, it means comparing one's heart to one's heart.

To be stricter, don’t do to others what you don’t want others to do to you.

Don't be embarrassed, and don't be indifferent.

?It is not only our children who deserve to be treated with tenderness, but also those who are serving us with their own labor!

Respect is not an expression of stinginess.

On the contrary, it does not require a high price.

So, please respect the people around you who are engaged in the service industry.

(Thank you for loving reading, thank you for being kind)