Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 93
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| Episode 93. Employee Farm Experience (1)
The 7-day hellish OJT ended without any problems.
Thanks to this, there was a big change in my skills, which had been stagnant for a while.
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Performance Evaluation (100)
– Vocal proficiency: 10(▲)/20
– Dance proficiency: 9(▲)/20
― Self PR: 12(▼)/20
– Attendance management: 18/20
– Adaptability within the organization: 11/20
– Cumulative fatigue: 38%
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My vocal skills have improved, and my dance skills have also improved.
After learning that my nose would break if my accumulated fatigue level exceeded 40%, I started managing it thoroughly in 1% increments… …
‘Why did my PR fall?’
In the few days I hadn’t seen him, his PR had dropped by one point.
I never thought I would get a negative score.
Even though the scores for items other than technical factors may change, that’s still the case.
‘You won’t tell me the reason for the deduction.’
If you do a personnel evaluation, shouldn’t you provide a reason?
As I was complaining inwardly, a system appeared.
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[SYSTEM] Work instructions from ‘Manager’ have arrived.
Ah, Manager Kim! I saw Manager Kim’s PT, right? But compared to the other employees, Manager Kim was a bit… …not noticeable? It’s a relative evaluation, so there’s nothing I can do about it. Sorry, okay?
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… … with a friendly explanation.
It pisses me off. It pisses me off even more because it’s a completely understandable reason. How can I stand out among those amazing members?
It’s not even worth standing up to protect that one score. If it’s quick, wouldn’t it be less annoying if you just quietly stay in the corner?
I don’t even want to imagine how much more serious the already rough edges will become if I keep talking without even knowing the topic.
‘Well, I guess it’s okay if my skills improve.’
The effect of this dance skill increase was a bit special.
There was no miracle that suddenly made me dance incredibly well, but instead, when I danced the same dance, the physical exhaustion was significantly reduced. It seemed that unnecessary energy consumption was reduced.
The Spark guys also seemed to sense something different after seven days.
You could tell just by looking at how everyone was practicing more happily than usual.
Once the tailwind started blowing, it had an impact on quite a few places.
‘Hyung! I went to the A&R team today!’
‘Why there?’
‘I suddenly had a brilliant idea! I wanted to ask if I could edit it one more time right now!’
Lee Cheong-hyeon, who received a creative boost, modified the title song right up until the very end of recording.
‘This time, how about trying to add as much harmony as possible to the high notes? I think it will feel much richer if there are more components in each section.’
‘Okay. But won’t the burden on you and Joo-woo be too much for Seong-bin?’
‘If you don’t build up the harmony to high notes, then Nana Kang Ki-yeon will join. Otherwise, you, Kim I-wol, can increase your part.’
Jeong Seong-bin also actively provided his opinions and supplemented the melody part.
‘Then, from now on, let’s gather keywords for image change in 5 minutes. Let’s start!’
‘Dyeing, colored lenses, face stickers… … .’
‘Wait a minute, I can’t keep up with that typing!’
‘Memorize it. Lee Cheong-hyeon, you’re quick at it.’
Although I don’t have a negative view of Spark, one thing is certain.
All members have become much more capable of expressing their opinions than before.
Thanks to that, I enjoyed brainstorming. So yesterday, I had a nonstop meeting for about 4 hours.
After I sent an email to the planning team with the contents I had organized attached, it was already lunchtime.
As the manager came with a salad pack, I closed my laptop and asked.
“Manager! What happened to the Jakon that was held last time?”
Now, I had to take pictures of the Jakon, which I had not been able to touch because of issues that touched on family history or the OJT that suddenly came up.
From right before the comeback to right after, it will be difficult to do work that requires a lot of hands because of the stage.
Since the planning team didn’t say anything, I didn’t think there would be any major issues, so I didn’t take care of it separately, but it was time to wrap up the big stuff.
The manager took a pack of salad out of the bag and said with a bright smile.
“Oh, that? I heard he’s going to the farm!”
yes?
Farm… Where are you?
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‘A weekend farm in the city?’
‘They say that’s good for children’s emotional development. So, Manager Kim, please look that up and tell them about it.’
That’s how my relationship with the weekend farm began.
Just because I was in charge of applying for the weekend farm, I had to do everything from buying seedlings to planting in Manager Nam’s field to going out to weed on summer weekends.
One rainy summer day, I received a phone call like this in the middle of the night.
‘You want me to make a waterway for the field?’
‘― Oh. What is that? I thought it would be okay if a furrow was dug. Did you dig it, Manager Kim?’
‘Yes, before sowing the seeds, all… … .’
‘― But I can see that the rain is not normal. Manager Kim, please go and check it out just once. My wife and child are really upset that we need to go to the field and take a look.’
Chief Nam, who couldn’t even get a single drop of water on his wife and children’s hands, sent me out into the pouring rain.
‘Sir… … I have cleared the waterway and am returning.’
‘- Oh, you’ve worked hard!’
‘- Honey, can we really not go? Won’t all the peppers fall over?’
‘― No, that’s fine. I contacted the field, and the staff there said they looked around everything.’
‘― In this rain? It’ll be hard to run the farm… ‘
I really wanted to shout to my wife who was worried from afar that her husband had driven me, an employee of Hanpyeong Industries and not a farm worker, to come here.
I thought that would be the last time I would get my hands dirty.
“Brother, this is your deal.”
I gave up and accepted the pants that Kang Ki-yeon offered me. The pattern was very fancy.
“Who chose this?”
“This is Brother Joo Woo.”
Our Ju-woo, you’re pretty good at finding uniforms on your own. You even found pants that are perfect for farm work.
Park Joo-woo glanced at me and asked, perhaps sensing my gaze mixed with curiosity and sorrow.
“Brother, … … If you don’t like it, would you like me to exchange it for mine?”
“No, I like it.”
I don’t want to be seen as a 21-year-old adult male who stole my brother’s cosmos pants because he didn’t like the cosmos pattern on camera.
At that moment, Choi Je-ho, who had changed his clothes, jumped out from the room next door.
“Hey, is this the right captain?”
With bare ankles.
The hem of his black pants, decorated with a lot of peonies, was fluttering limply above Choi Je-ho’s ankles.
“There aren’t many refrigerator pants that fit your height, right?”
A person must have a conscience.
I took a pair of high ankle socks out of my bag just in case and handed them to Choi Je-ho.
“Wear these. If you don’t want to get wet.”
“Pool dog?”
“Yes, something like that.”
He even gave me the friendly advice to pull my socks up to my trouser legs if I didn’t want bugs getting in, but then I heard a staff member’s voice outside.
“Spark, we’ll start filming in 10 minutes!”
“Oh, yes!”
Oh, I actually didn’t change a single one.
Since the cameras were all covered for the changing of clothes, I took off the t-shirt I was wearing with peace of mind.
And then he bent down to pick up the group T-shirt he had just received.
“brother!”
Jeong Seong-bin called me urgently.
I was about to turn my head towards the sound, but Jeong Seong-bin was a step faster.
Jeong Seong-bin turned my body so that my back was toward the wall, and asked me in a voice so small that I couldn’t hear.
“Brother, why is your back like that?”
“My back? Why my back?”
I reached out to my back and asked if there was a bug. My back didn’t feel ticklish at all.
Jeong Seong-bin was lost in thought and didn’t know what to do.
“No, that’s… … .”
what.
Did I suddenly get a dragon tattoo or something?
Later on, the system says something like, ‘Manager Kim, is it acceptable for an office worker to have a tattoo like this? You’re going to get a deduction for your attendance!’
My head was pounding.
Jeong Seong-bin took me to the next room, where I was momentarily out of sorts. Everyone was busy changing their clothes, so no one paid any attention to me.
Jeong Seong-bin closed the door behind him and spoke carefully.
“There’s a huge scar on your back, hyung… … .”
“Scars? Oh, what did I say?”
The moment I heard the word scar, my thoughts that were branching out in a thousand directions suddenly stopped.
Yes, there is a scar.
It happened when I was young and I fell down while running away because I didn’t want to get hit.
Unfortunately, his back was torn by the corner of the table, leaving his skin all ragged.
‘But I don’t think it’s that big, right?’
It was definitely hurtful at first.
But thanks to my older sister who happened to come home at that moment and took me to the emergency room, the wound was able to be stitched up right away.
My older sister kept nagging me to have surgery to remove the scar when I was a student, saying that if a healthy man has a big scar on his back, people will be scared.
‘I guess I could be surprised if I didn’t have any bad things to do normally.’
It might have been more embarrassing because it was the first time we changed clothes together.
I spoke to Jeong Seong-bin as casually as possible.
“It happened because I fell down when I was little. But it got a lot smaller as I grew up.”
“It got smaller? This is it?”
It’s an exaggeration. Even so, it’s just a thick solid line for now.
“Yeah. I never said anything because it wouldn’t be visible when I’m wearing clothes, but do I have to cover my scar when I go on air? Like a tattoo?”
“I’m not sure about that either, but, bro… … . I think it might show through a white T-shirt?”
“Not that much. If it’s just a little thick, white clothes will suffice… … .”
… … There was something strong about answering that question.
No matter how much Jeong Seong-bin cares for and loves his colleagues, isn’t that a bit excessive?
Just because of a scar and not even a dragon tattoo?
I went to the mirror at the front of the room and stood with my back to the mirror.
Then I turned my head slightly and checked the mirror.
“uh?”
for a moment.
Why is my back like this?