At the age of 17, I graduated from high school. After considering my family situation and my academic background, I decided not to go to university but to learn a trade.
With the help of an acquaintance, I went to the city to apply for an apprenticeship at a large barbershop. Ever since I was a child, I have loved beauty and hope to become a hairstylist in the future.
From an apprentice, thanks to hard work and a little ingenuity, I quickly became a master craftsman.
After 3 years of working as a hired worker, I saved some money and decided to go out on my own and open a barber shop named after myself. Perhaps by luck, my shop is very crowded. Most visitors come for the first time, then return.
Many people say I should hire more people to work with. But I see that most of the clients want to do their own hair, so I don’t hire an employee. I work alone, the work is extremely busy, in return for the proceeds, I do not have to split the year.
Now, at the age of 24, I am confident that I can partially support my parents financially and pay for my brother’s education.
As a professional, I have the opportunity to interact with many members of society. Many people, especially men, seem to have an unfriendly, distorted view of the profession as well as those who work in the profession like me.
Several times I received solicitation messages from unknown numbers. They promised that as long as I go with them for one night, they will give me a large amount of money.
At first, I felt scared, worried and annoyed with these rude messages so I texted them insulting them. Gradually, I got used to it, I just read it, didn’t reply.
A few months ago, my store had a new customer. Looking at the way they dress, speak, and style, it can be guessed that a person has money and is educated. From then on, every month, he came to my salon to cut my hair twice and quickly became my loyal customer.
He is a businessman, 6 years older than me, calm personality. Talking a lot, I noticed that he seemed to care about me. But I never thought he would love me.
So, when he confessed his feelings, I was surprised. I thought he was joking, but he confirmed that he had feelings for me and very seriously wanted the two of them to give each other a chance to learn.
Over time, I realized that he was really sincere and serious in this love relationship, so I didn’t hesitate to accept it.
Speaking of love affairs, I don’t really have any experience. Leaving school, I went to learn a trade. Since then, I have only worried about working and making money, but have not had the time and thought to think about love.
Being asked to love by a successful, mature man, I felt like entering a love labyrinth. I love you with all the passion and enthusiasm of my first love.
I did not notice that, besides love, me and him had many inappropriate things such as background, education, social status.
Last week, he came to drive me to dinner, then coffee. He said he was 30 years old and wanted to get married.
My boyfriend really loves me and seriously wants to move on.
Only thing, he loves me but doesn’t like the job I’m doing. He wanted me to quit my job, enroll in a vocational school, improve my computer skills. Then he will ask me to do the office work.
In his family, everyone considers education as the foundation and his parents attach great importance to the background of the future daughter-in-law. He has not told his family about our relationship, because he knows for sure that the family will object.
He told me: “I don’t want to change lovers, can you change jobs? I feel uncomfortable when I see you washing other men’s hair.
My profession is quite sensitive. Later, he could not introduce to his partners and friends that his wife was a barber.”
Those words made me proud. I replied to him with a harsh attitude. That it is honest work. To have money, I have to put in time, sweat, and effort.
I did nothing wrong to be ashamed of. If you feel I’m not worthy of you, then stop.
The boyfriend said that I did not understand what he meant, adding only more controversy.
But you hope, I can think carefully about your offer.
After returning home, I thought a lot. My profession is to beautify society, worthy of respect. Not to mention that I can live well with the job I choose with a fairly high income.
If you love me, understand and believe me, why should you be ashamed of the work I’m doing? Or am I just thinking for myself, not standing in your position to see the problem?
Should I give up my favorite job that I spent 7 years of my youth learning and building to start another job like you want?