America 1982

Thirty-two-year-old Vanessa was sitting on the sofa in the living room folding clothes that had just been dried. Seven or eight children were running around and playing in the living room, dining room, and bedroom. Two quieter girls were The wall is used as a canvas, and graffiti is painted with concentration that looks completely the same as those painted by abstract artists.

These are children from the neighbor's family. Because their parents have to go to the citrus groves to work, they are entrusted to her to take care of them for a fee.

On the TV at this moment, Bob Costa was promoting a Coke that can help you lose weight. Vanessa dismissed this product. She didn't believe that Coke existed, or if it did, she wasn't prepared to buy it. Her husband was exhausted from tending the fruit trees in the citrus orchard every day. When he came home after dinner, he would lie on the bed like a dead body, showing no interest in her at all.

She just wanted to buy some cheap cereal or food, and try to fill the stomachs of these little devils with cheaper food. This would save more care fees. Sooner or later, she would be able to use the money she saved to go to the hospital. Start a small business to avoid being ridiculed by your fruit farmer husband. He married a rich girl and can't even do the simplest farmer's business.

In Florida, most lower-class women work in citrus orchards like their husbands. After all, Florida's citrus production accounts for 80% of the entire United States. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will never be unable to find a job here, even if you are a woman.

But Vanessa doesn't want to be a fruit farmer, she is unwilling to do so because she used to be a pink-collar worker and has more social status and presence than her husband.

It is a professional label between blue-collar and white-collar workers and belongs exclusively to women. Non-professional female service workers are collectively referred to as pink-collar workers.

She used to be a pink-collar nurse in a nursing home. It was a job with good income and good benefits. Until the damn affirmative movement came out, she lost the good job that she thought she could retire from, and then she has been The husband scoffed.

She didn't understand before why American women wanted to pursue equality between men and women, but later she discovered that the people who proposed this concept were the wives of rich people, the wives of politicians, and a large number of women who could live comfortably without working. Women living on meager wages have absolutely no desire for equality.

Why equality, why equal rights regardless of gender, that means women being drafted into the military, women no longer getting favoritism from the courts when divorcing their husbands, easier access to child custody, the same hours of work as men, abolished Protective measures for women…

Those women claimed that women should be equal to men in all aspects, without any protective legislation, and that women should gain the same respect and independence as men.

These women who did not have to work set off a trend, and women across the country responded enthusiastically without even knowing the specific content, including Vanessa. Then she and a large number of pink-collar workers without professional skills became unemployed.

Because the nursing home actively responded to this movement and canceled the previous benefits for female nurses. For example, female nurses only need to work for six hours, do not need to work night shifts, do not need to face lustful old people alone, etc., the manager of the nursing home He told her with a smile that he supports the affirmative movement and respects your choice. You female nurses must work the same eight hours as male nurses, work regular night shifts, and take care of the elderly alone. If you can't do that, we will treat male caregivers equally. Fire you guys.

A female colleague who lost her job with her once said that this trend that seems to support women's independence and equality is definitely a conspiracy created by rich female bitches.

Vanessa firmly believes in this, because it makes the situation of women at the bottom even more difficult. They have no education, no knowledge, no protective policies, and their physical strength is not as good as men, but they have to compete equally with men for those jobs. They will never have the chance to move up. Climbing, you will never have the opportunity to strive for the same life and status as those rich women, and you will always be the appendage of men.

And those women who started this trend will never be unemployed, and they can even live a very comfortable life without having to work. They have lost nothing, but they have gained attention.

"My name is Susan Curtis. I'm from San Jose, California. Not long ago, I was a prostitute." A woman's voice sounded from the TV.

I am still a prostitute. These words made Vanessa immediately cast her eyes to the screen, and then she made a definite judgment: that woman was definitely not a prostitute, at least not the low-level prostitute she had seen.

The woman on the TV who looks about 24 or 5 years old is wearing very simple clothes, a black T-shirt, jeans, sneakers, her brown hair is neatly pulled up, and she has a confident smile on her face, sitting on a bob On the sofa next to him, the whole person looked simple and refreshing.

"You don't look like that kind of woman, Susan, can I call you Susan?" Bob asked the question for Vanessa.

Susan laughed, took out a copy of "Pleasure Hunters" magazine and handed it to Bob: ""Pleasure Hunters" California edition, I know there is also a Florida edition, so Bob, you are not unfamiliar with this kind of magazine, right? "

"...What should I say? Are you putting me in a difficult position, stranger or not? I have a girlfriend. Maybe she is watching me in front of the TV, Susan." Bob smiled bitterly and took the magazine: " How about this magazine?”

"This is a magazine from five months ago. Turn to page 11, which is the fourth advertisement. Look at what is written on it and read it out." Susan said to Bob.

Bob followed Susan's prompt and turned to the page of the magazine, then showed a shocked expression: "Oh my God~"

Then he stood the magazine up and faced the camera, and the camera immediately zoomed in. Vanessa in front of the TV could clearly see that there was a woman wearing heavy makeup and posing on it, and an advertisement for a call girl was written next to it. There was no need to read the advertisements carefully, but the photo alone made Vanessa recognize that the woman in the photo and Susan on the TV were indeed the same person.

"I borrowed money from a friend, so I posted my escort advertisement on it and chose the photos I was most satisfied with at the time." Susan looked at the magazine in Bob's hand angrily and said with a smile: "Looking at it now, it sucks."

Bob nodded: "Of course, if you weren't by my side, you might feel good looking at this photo alone, but now... what happened to you? Susan? It's only been five months. You seem to be a different person." .”

"I have indeed changed into a different person. I have been a prostitute for five years. I thought that for the rest of my life I could only stay in that dilapidated room in the slums where I could only enjoy the sun at sunset. I lay in bed and dared not go out. I was afraid that I was killed, and I was afraid of missing the call from the customer, so I just rotted and molded in that room until I died completely. But one evening, I saw a strange advertisement, and my fate changed." Susan took out another copy "Happy Seeker", handed to Bob:

"This time it's the back cover."

"Free computer technology training, free job recommendations..." Bob showed the advertisement in the second magazine and said exaggeratedly: "Who would put this kind of advertisement in...I mean it shouldn't appear in those... In serious magazines and newspapers?"

Susan looked at the audience in the audience with a quiet smile: "A man who really wanted to help poor women put his advertisement in "Happy Seekers". At that time, I was as curious as you, so I called, I wanted to laugh at this idiotic behavior, but it turned out that the advertisement did not deceive me, and neither did he. He taught me computer skills for free, recommended jobs for free, and even received an award from him because I got an A during free training. One of my computer computers.”

"As long as I get an A in my studies, can I still receive gifts? I want to sign up now. The cheapest new computer costs 600 yuan." Bob said exaggeratedly.

Susan looked at Bob, shook her head slightly, and continued with a smile: "It's not just a gift, Bob. I used to have an irregular weekly income, but now I earn 270 yuan a week, live in a clean and bright room, and have good health." Insurance, pensions, vacations, I even became a partner of a small company, owning shares in the company, and I chose to accompany him to help more women. So far, we have helped nearly a hundred people like me in Women who are uncompetitive in this society have completed computer training and found a stable job with a weekly salary of no less than 200 yuan in various technology companies. They are not non-professionals who can only earn more than 100 yuan a week. Pink collar, but professional white collar.”

"You are different from other guests, Susan. The guests before me would be very emotional, or jump up and down, or burst into tears, etc. In short, they try to attract the audience's attention, gain sympathy or other things, but you have always been calm. ." Bob asked Susan curiously again.

"I am doing the right thing. When you know that you are doing the right thing, you feel calm inside. There is no joy or sadness. I have no culture. I don't know what those who have been talking about women's equal rights for decades mean. , but I know that what I am doing now is really helping women and the poor. OSS has given me a chance to be reborn and shorten the knowledge gap between me and those rich people. He told me that as long as I am willing to work hard, , can always change the bad life at this time, this is the right thing, no matter how much the sales are, we will continue to do it, I come from the bottom, I have faced all the hardships, so I want to help them." Susan looked at them calmly Lens:

"I am Susan Curtis, and I am willing to take responsibility for everything I say. In the end, I only need 49.99 to give you who are eager to change at this time a chance to change your life."

When Vanessa saw this scene, she almost immediately grabbed the phone and dialed the shopping number displayed on the TV.

"OK, although the tone is very calm, it contains strong confidence and strength. Susan, you mentioned a 'him' in your words. Do you mind telling me who he is?" Bob said.

Susan nodded: "Of course, he is the man who changed my destiny. Since the death of my father, the only man willing to give me life guidance, a student at Stanford University, the founder of Actor Company, and a developer of OSS software, is willing to help All poor man’s country boy, Tommy Hawke.”

Before Bob could shout out for Tommy Hawke to come on stage, the director's prompt came from his earphones:

"Before this woman could finish what she was saying, we had sold a hundred and fifty-two sales and counting, and I didn't think it was a good idea to ask her to stop. Bob, tell her to keep talking. "

Bob took advantage of the camera to focus on Susan, turned around and turned off the microphone, lowering his voice and saying:

"This woman is just his believer. Believe me, the guy behind is more instigating because I have seen it before."

Second update~