In my junior year, I was elected as the Communist Youth League Secretary, and Yang was the monitor of this year, and I had more and more contacts. At first, my impression of him was that although he often skipped classes and couldn't meet anyone, he had great respect for his teachers and was friendly to his classmates, but he was not unable to get along.
But after a semester of contact, I really have no words for him, and I can't forget his harm to me.
0 1 Meeting for the first time-some routines I don't understand
The secretary of the League branch of the monitor is the busiest in Liu Hailong, so of course we should cooperate well. The first thing-collect materials. Because of force majeure, I stayed at home for a month in my junior year, and finally I had to collect all kinds of health codes and nucleic acid certificates when I returned to school. This is the monitor's responsibility. Of course, there is nothing wrong with me helping. The news went on, and the team leader took it and gave it to the monitor. The monitor needs to summarize, sort out, check your format and hand it in the yard. What happened to him? He told me that I am outside now, and my mobile phone is dying. Please help me compress this and send it to the relevant person in charge, and then send me uneven screenshots. Ok, I readily agree. After the compression, the head of the college said it was wrong. Everyone's folder in your class is not named correctly. It should follow the format. Didn't the monitor inform you? Boy, he just didn't notice, just sent the relevant screenshots to the group owner. I looked at the computer full of folders to sort out, so I asked him, what's the matter? Why didn't you tell me clearly? He quickly apologized and said he was sorry for the trouble. I am very helpless, because I am in a hurry, and I can't let people change one by one. I can only sort out the name and student number of the roll call one by one.
Later, I learned the truth. He just plays outside and doesn't look like a monitor. Looking back on that hurried night, after midnight, I was sleepy, and the papers on my desk made me feel worthless.
02 refuse to be a backburner.
When I got to school, I went to collect materials again, but he still refused. He asked me for help, so I accepted. I didn't care if a classmate didn't hand in the form, and I didn't think it was a big deal. As a result, when I was doing statistics at the college, I told him who was in your class and I didn't hand in anything, so I asked him to make it up. Damn it, he came up and said, who didn't hand in anything, with a speechless expression, shouldn't I be speechless? I will help you collect materials. Don't you even check yourself? What did you do for me? Did you help me organize a group day or help me urge young people to study?
These things my roommate told me, my roommate said that he used to be like this in the department. He doesn't work, but only assigns tasks to the following, and is at leisure. ...
I don't think I work for you either. You are really good at employing people.
After that, I will directly ignore this unreasonable attitude and request, or explicitly refuse!
Some ways to get along with each other summarized in 03
Deal with a man as he deals with you.
After all, we are still in the same class. If we want to work together, we will inevitably have to deal with each other. I don't care that he assigned me some unreasonable tasks, refused them in his way, and made jokes. No matter the irony and threats revealed in his words, he bounced back to no avail. Rejecting this label is also a kind of irony and becomes very strange. In addition to the monitor's irresponsibility, he learned more or less about his private life, which was disorderly, and at the same time he interacted with many younger sisters. He didn't realize anything, shirked responsibility, duplicity, secrecy, and so on. He also has negative comments from other students in the class. What makes me sick most is his behavior of picking soft persimmons and cooking them at everyone, especially the psychological damage he caused me.
Hide as far as you can in the future. Although I hate it, I have turned over a page, so I can't affect my mood. Not worth it.
Finally, I was a little indignant. It's true that such people meet for the first time, so I won't elaborate on some details. Let's make do with it. We won't write such colloquial articles in the future.