Brother Jiu Just Wants to Make Salted Fish

Some time ago, I worked as a waiter with my classmates. I thought that after working for a while, I would go work for my relatives. So I didn't really care what the store manager said. I only did what was in front of me. My classmates were too passionate and would do everything. He would go to anyone who asked for help. I was afraid that he would be too tired and I could only help him. Two people were exhausted and scolded. Seven leaders of a small shop stood and watched us move fish. One table of guests ate late at night. (Today is Labor Day) The boss asked who stayed after work (today is Labor Day). I was ready to leave directly. My classmate agreed because the boss said that he could come later the next day. We were busy until 1 o'clock when the guests left and we finished cleaning up. I asked my boss if I could come to work at noon tomorrow because it was too late. The boss didn't tell me. Instead, he told my classmate a long story about chicken soup for the soul, meaning that I am training you and you will definitely have more opportunities in the future. Then he told us to go to work at 9:30 the next morning, half an hour later than others, and asked us to get a haircut. He even said that this was not considered overtime, and there was no mention of a Labor Day salary increase. The next day I said I didn't want to go.

Is this book even worse than 1229?