After working for the federal government for many years, I should finally retire.
This is the day I have been waiting all my life.
No more work, finally able to enjoy life every day, this is the first time I have dreamed of washing dishes in a local restaurant in my hometown, when I was 16 years old
The day comes and goes as if it had never happened.
I had a great ceremony and then I celebrated my retirement with a large group of colleagues
Workers, friends and family.
This is a proud day and a satisfactory day for the job.
I have worked hard all my life and one of the many benefits of working for the government is that I will be well looked after retirement.
I'm glad it finally happened.
After the initial adjustment period of retirement life, I quickly joined several private clubs and organizations, all to enjoy the time with others, all of which have one way or another
One of the most important hobbies for me is playing golf.
The best part of taking time to do nothing but my favorite hobbies is that besides what I think is interesting, not only have I never done anything, but to a large extent, I can do these things with my family.
The time spent with them made retirement even sweeter.
The situation lasted nearly a year.
This is a period of time that I have always remembered in my life.
I can't say the same thing the next time.
I started having problems with my bank account.
Since I retired, I have received a percentage of my previous salary paid at the time of employment, which is my monthly retirement check.
Today, retirees can choose to receive retirement wages in the form of direct bank accounts.
I have been living with direct deposit for a long time when I was hired, so I chose to continue this approach.
However, one day, the salary is gone.
When it was finally delivered to the bank, it was only half what I should have received.
I started a long process trying to correct this issue in the financial connection between banks and federal retirees.
Since the problem has never been corrected, I say the problem is serious.
The following month, the same thing happened, and the month after.
Serious setbacks are beginning to emerge and if it is not for friends and family to join, otherwise it will be difficult for me to survive.
The problem has never subsided and I am beginning to feel the need for drastic measures.
It seems to suggest that things are getting worse.
My payment seems to have stopped all!
There is no deposit in my bank account.
I 've been trying for months to solve the problem with the bank and the federal financial advisers I 've been dealing with throughout the struggle, but I soon knew it was time to come forward and think about hiring a lawyer.
I searched the phone book for the lawyer's name and found a few.
At the end of the day, I have left messages on at least ten different voice messages.
Then I stayed down and made myself a cold drink and spent an evening on the porch thinking about what to do next.
I spent more than five minutes outside on the porch and a shiny black car drove into my driveway.
Several men in dark suits and glasses walked out of the car.
Their faces seem to be made of stone.
When they approached the screened porch and asked me for my name, these people were expressionless.
I agree with who I am and then I am ordered to sit with them in their car.
I protested, but it didn't take long.
When I saw a gun under their jacket, I was happy to do what they said.
In their car, I sat in the back seat, sandwiched between the two of them, and the other two in the front.
We have been driving for more than an hour and have arrived in a very desolate place that I have never met before.
It's dark outside right now, I'm in an unfamiliar place, and from the look of things, we're the only one in a few hundred miles.
Since taking me away from home, no one has said a word.
In the end, I can't stand it anymore, I ask loudly, what is going on with this.
One of them obviously believed that he could speak honestly at this point and then told me exactly what was going on.
I was sorry to have asked.
These people are agents of a secret black action government organization that the public does not know at all.
These people will receive a report from an initiator on Capitol Hill at the beginning of the day with the names of certain people who have recently retired from federal government jobs.
Everyone of these retirees will be fired. murdered.
Of the 100% federal retirees in the country, the government has assassinated 20%.
This is a conspiracy that has existed since the late 50 years.
The federal government has promised that life after retirement will be easy, and wages and benefits will be good, which is almost unmatched in the private sector.
But what the public did not notice was the basic plan for the government to provide only part of the promised support.
The 20% people who were randomly extinct shortly after retirement will provide a good savings growth for the government, all at the expense of those who have dedicated themselves to the work of the government, at the retirement age, expect the same support in return.
Across the country, the proportion of assassinated retirees is so small and so random that this trend has never been discovered. . .
Not the media, not the professor of sociology, nor the people of the whole country.
Nevertheless, in the long run, it is large enough to save the government millions of dollars in income, which is sufficient motivation for them to achieve this goal.
Of course, those who do government dirty work in secret organizations are the only exceptions to the rule, and they can retire without worrying about taking a nap in the near future.
Otherwise, no one is willing to take such action.
So are every senator, congressman and president.
What I feel guilty about is that I never realized what was going on around me, my whole life.
I hate myself for this now.
I would like to know how many other retirees are left, and I personally know that they are also on the "hot list" and who will be lucky not to be on the list.
When I feel the pain of hard ground and stone under my knees, under the gun, I listen to my entire immediate family member who will soon be executed as well.
After all, if anything happens to me, all my superannuation will go to them.
And they have shared some of the same benefits with me.
What is the good for the government?
The family has to go.
When my hands were tied behind my back, tears flowed down my face.
I can't believe this is the result of everything.
I can't believe that my own government will deceive me in this way after I put my life into it --
A lot of work has been done for this, all because of the greed of those who should be our leaders.
Just as the gloved finger tightened on the trigger of the weapon pointing to the back of my head, I narrowed my eyes down and looked forward to the impact of the bullet.
I feel sorry for the development of things. The gun fired. BAAAAM!
Just as I was filming, I took a shot straight from the bed and my head flew up towards the ceiling in the bedroom.
I got wet with a cold sweat and grabbed my sheets tightly.
I am only in my twenties now, my wife, who is a lot younger now, lies in the bed next to me.
What's wrong, dear? She asked that I was awake now because of my sudden shake.
There's nothing baby just thinking about finding a new job tomorrow. . . thatx92s all.
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