Busy?

People always ask, are you busy? My answer is the same: if you are not busy, what can you do. Being not busy may be a habit. When you are busy and idle at work, no matter how busy you are when you are busy, no one can help you. Why shout? Work is originally a job, busy and idle are in self-regulation. I feel busy all the time. I need to reflect on and adjust my working style. I have noticed that shouting busy is actually a habit. Some people can turn nothing into something, and turn small things into big things, mainly relying on verbal efforts. Busy! You see, who came here, the leader confessed the matter, who wanted a number, who was always entangled with the matter and had to do work, and had to work overtime to ask for instructions at night. Hey, hey, why are you never busy? He raised a folder in his hand, which was Dusty. If this busy person is skilled in business, he will not be busy. A number should be spoken out casually, and a request should be completed in 10 minutes and a half hours. If someone comes to visit or consult or handle affairs, it will cost nothing if he is reasonable. Unless we deal with all kinds of inspections, supplement materials, engage in sanitation and plug loopholes, how many of the basic-level work of government affairs are fully arranged now? Working for one day and working effectively for two or three hours, it is considered as a real job. I undertook the most troublesome basic history of the organization and compilation of basic information in the previous period. Although the history of the unit for more than 50 years is a little slim, I still rely on the usual accumulation and existing data, the draft of thousands of words was soon compiled. Someone said, you must be very hard and busy, I said it was OK. In fact, I didn’t take much effort, just spent a little more time than usual to check and browse the materials. What? I heard a comrade in charge of historical materials in the unit said: Alas, it’s too hard. I don’t know how to do it. I can’t buy it. I’m too busy to work. He came to the fact that some people are busy: I have little knowledge and don’t know how to do it. No idea, no method, no busy, no efficiency. High eyes and low hands, big mouth and small hands are also common problems for those who shout busy. As long as it is the best of the above, they are full of promises, no matter what they can do or not, they will make every impression first. As for the implementation, if someone did it, they would be the best pushing hands of tai chi; If no one answered it, then they would shout for help, saying that it was the Emperor’s project, and let everyone know that it was unusual to pull people to do it. If you are busy, you will often fall into vulgar and useless; The real big things are step by step and regular, and follow the procedures step by step, not as big or small as the wind wheel, finally, I can’t see much performance. Don’t need han mang. Real busyness, such as just getting into work, is what you need. Because you know too little, you need to spend more time to understand and master, spend more efforts to practice familiarity, spend more thought design and planning, and spend more sweat and hard work. The busy work of assault is everyone’s busy, not one’s busy. If you always feel special, you need to think about why others don’t shout. If you are really busy alone, you have to see what you are busy with, whether there is something wrong with the direction, and you are taking a detour. No matter how capable anyone is in a group or a society, you can see clearly most people, and even leaders can see clearly. Never underestimate the insight ability of any leader. Just like what our chief said to some people who shouted bitter and tired: who doesn’t know that Lord Ma has three eyes! When shouting becomes a social phenomenon, it will be mixed with fish, and the real busy and the fake busy or the chaotic busy can not be separated. Naturally, those who are busy are not only giving but not gaining. Occasionally, those who do not know the truth will leave diligence in their first impression; Occasionally, leaders who are tired of hearing shouts will also throw a piece of meat to block their mouths. The so-called situation that children who can cry eat too much milk always appears from time to time. Shouting is the external expression of inner weakness and the psychological urgency of chasing vanity. This is what all practical people disdain. Passing through the voices of some people shouting, we can see the prevailing situation in the current society: describe the planning plan written on paper as the achievement made, regard what we have said as what we have done, draw a giant dragon and then draw a sea horse, it is also like another form of shouting busy to say that the score is bigger than that of enlarging. This kind of situation is spreading everywhere, which can also make us understand why there are fewer and fewer people who speak better and better, shout busy and do things. Busy? Not busy. We are busy, while others are busier. My answer is that it cannot be changed. 2012 nian 6 yue 6 ri Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. 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Late at night, I walked on the road

The midnight of June was already hot, and the moon was hazy and distant. At 1 o’clock in the morning, the city did not sleep. There were a lot of hot air in the food stalls along the road. A stall owner with a full face of oil was frying fried rice with eggs while greeting me: Girl, see what to eat. I shook my head with a smile and walked away. A middle-aged woman nearby shouted loudly with a strong Anhui accent: fried powder, fried noodles, fried rice, and then heard someone saying, hehe, Anhui, fellow villager. Then there was a burst of noisy laughter. There were two young guys playing barbecue in that house, who liked playing music with the stereo. Maybe it meant soliciting guests, just like that woman from Anhui. Some stall owners were very quiet, just like the one selling duck necks, who just leaned on his car quietly, waiting for his guests. He is very enthusiastic even if there is business. I like the stall where there is a Santana doll, and the inside and outside of the car are filled with large and small cloth dolls, which are very cute. The stall owner is sometimes a young woman, sometimes a young guy. Occasionally, a couple will choose in front of the stall. Every time I passed by it, I couldn’t help looking at it. I am thinking that I will bring a big doll home someday. There are several stalls with fruits, all of which are crowded together. The stall owner was very enthusiastic and greeted everyone. I feel embarrassed every time because I have never bought their fruits. I am not used to buying things late at night. But today I suddenly want to buy something. I stopped in front of a fruit stand and someone handed me a bag to introduce seasonal fruits. But I chose a few apples. I like apples. I always stubbornly like something. Just like this apple, I didn’t want to eat at that time, but I still bought it. Maybe this is the habit. A girl was drunk, squatting on the roadside and spitting wildly. An unpleasant smell pierced into the nose. Women who don’t go home late at night are mostly tired. Another woman passed by me with high heels. The strong smell of perfume and powder slightly covered up the unpleasant smell. It seemed that I was tired to walk, so I slowed down. An old man who stepped on a tricycle greeted me and asked me if I wanted a car. I shook my head. For the sake of life, they are so busy, and I am not? The street lamps in the community are different from those outside. The lights on the road outside are flashing yellow, while the lights in the community are pale and pale. A couple hugged as if no one was near the street lamp. An orange taxi drove slowly past them, dragging their shadows long. The shadows of the two are intertwined, like ghosts. Ha ha, how can it be a ghost? I think to muck. This city is still strange after all. 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