The Director of the Office

 I was a lucky girl to be born in the seventies’ of the last century. I was admitted by a university located in our provincial capital. More fortunately, I was arranged to work in our local government as soon as I graduated from the college. I wore my cheap designer sunglasses and went to report to the government happily. I was excited and longed for my first job. Our director let me down the first day I was in the office. He wore a pair of evidence LV sunglasses wandering back and forth in the government building and did nothing. When one office staff was staring at a computer screen a group of photos, he took off his brand sunglasses and shouted, saying that the staff had violated two disciplines: firstly, did something having nothing to do with work during working time; secondly, the computer is the unit property, but he used it to store pictures, which is a serious public property for private behavior. I did not like his way of doing things.