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                                                                                                                                                            为了保险起见,填了昆明的一个学校,结果很多考得比我差的同学都相继收到了北京一些高校的通知书。我妈说:没事儿,在哪儿不是念书。
                                                                                                                                                                我爸说:我同意你妈的观点。上火车的那天,我妈拉着我的手,哭得撕心裂肺:儿子,要不咱们补习一年,考个离家近的学校?我爸说:我更同意你妈这次的看法。
                                                                                                                                                                我仰天长叹:好男儿志在四方,您的儿子北方这就要去南方了,等我学成归来,支援家乡建设。于是,开启了我一枕槐安般的大学生活。
                                                                                                                                                                四年仰俯间过去了。毕业那年经济不是很景气,人才市场看门的大爷都失业了,工作比刚建国时的“鸡”还难找。
                                                                                                                                                                路边的乞丐随手都能掏出硕士学位,像我们这样的本科生多如牛毛,邮政局光投送一下大学毕业生的简历都够发回奖金的。
                                                                                                                                                                一个岗位几百个人去抢,招聘会上可以把西服挤成和服,帮胖子提高密度。你经常可以看见一个男的在公共厕所里一边用干手器的插座给手机充电,一边打电话点头哈腰地说:“刘总,我正吃饭呢,吃完饭就过去,一定把合同给您带回来。”要是没看过这景象,你就不知道中国人的生命力究竟有多么顽强。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                当然,我也想过回老家找工作,可是云南的文凭拿到外省去,比泰国留学回来的还不招人待见。最为重要的是,这几年在昆明慵懒成了习惯,让我去上海找份十二小时工作制的事儿做,简直就像让丁俊晖去打

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