There is an indoor motorcycle parking lot. The NT$10 coffee is pretty good. Each person gets a locker, but you have to bring your own lock.

The problem is clearly that the process hasn't been properly organized, yet you keep criticizing me for being idle and doing nothing, constantly yelling at me not to zone out. I don't want to either—I just started, so how was I supposed to know that your boards get held up every morning? And didn't you say not to wander over to other stations? 😡 It made me extremely nervous. I was terrified that the boards wouldn't move smoothly, but I was also afraid of being scolded if I waited too long, so I had to take the initiative and quickly find something to do. 😑 And I can't just help out wherever I want, because I'll get scolded. 😥 Isn't an assembly line supposed to be kept neat and clean? When I organized things on my own, I was reprimanded again—who told me to do that...? Oh, so 6S depends on the situation? The materials clearly had a problem, but you criticized me again when you saw that I wasn't doing it right. The materials had a problem—you couldn't do it either when you tried it yourself. Without figuring out what was going on, you just stood there freaking out. Honestly, I really don't want to argue with you over these trivial matters, but whenever something happens, you just launch into a tirade without distinguishing right from wrong. I don't owe you anything. The production line doesn't even have an SOP; everything is just explained verbally. What exactly do you expect me to do? Do you think I can read minds? Every company's production line has different tasks to perform—what are you freaking out about?