My funny story
As an ordinary worker who is urged to go to work every day by the alarm clock and is striving for the perfect attendance award, I always suspect that life has secretly opened an "outrageous mode" for me - buying a cup of taro mud Bobo milk tea is heard by the clerk as "taro mud rice", and is also told that "it is more cost-effective to eat as a meal"; hiding from the boss in the toilet, I actually caught my usually serious boss secretly eating spicy strips, and finally exchanged half a pack of spicy strips for the "confidentiality agreement" of the perfect attendance award.
Not to mention the big yellow dog that lives in Aunt Wang's house upstairs. He always likes to nip my express delivery and snatch my milk tea. Now he has become a "non-staff clerk" in the milk tea shop downstairs, squatting at the door every day waiting for the taro paste to be fed.
There are no earth-shattering plots, just everyday embarrassing things on the way to work, in the office, and in the milk tea shop. Every chapter is a "social death scene", and there is an unbearable joke behind every misfortune. After all, life is all about finding some relaxing fun in the moment of being "lived up".
