Since I started working six months ago, the huge hidden dangers of hygiene issues with the security pants have not received the attention of the relevant personnel. When I first joined, my supervisor gave me a second-hand security uniform, which he said he had worn years ago. However, it was clearly worn by other security personnel before it was given to me.

On the first day, I wore a volunteer shirt to work. That night, I washed this shirt in the washing machine and hung it on the windowsill to dry, and I wore it again to work the next day. Although it was very dirty, it was still wearable after washing. However, perhaps due to its age, there were some issues with the security label and the bottom of the pants. Over time, the problem of the security label not sticking appeared, and the bottom of the pants began to crack, but it was not to the extent that it would harbor certain bacteria or viruses, so overall it was still healthy.

The next day, I wore this shirt to work, and during the morning shift photo, I didn't have a belt because it was forgotten when I was given the clothes. At that time, my earlier colleague Lin Haixiang found a belt for me, but this belt also seemed to be quite old and later became unusable, which is another story.

When I got off work the next day, another colleague, Li Yang, brought me another set of clothes, so I finally had two sets of clothes to alternate for washing and wearing.

Later, the problems with the first set of clothes became more serious. Even after sewing the crotch, it still easily came undone, and the security label often fell off. So, I reported this issue to the team leader and others. Their advice was to sew the label on, so it wouldn't fall off. I remember that morning I went to the security booth at the south gate to ask for a needle and thread. Later, other places also couldn't stick the label, and there was only one set of security labels, so it was impossible to tear it off every time to change clothes.

Until one day, the team leader collected sizes for new clothes in the group, at which point I reported the issues with the pants and shirt and submitted my size in the chain.

Perhaps considering that it would take some time for the new clothes to arrive, one day after clocking out, the team leader said, "I don't know when the new clothes will arrive, you can wear someone else's for now." After saying this, the team leader took me into the hallway opposite the west gate and pointed to a set of clothes on the stairs, saying, "This is the one." It was obvious that this set might have been left behind by another former colleague.

At that time, I had no objections and took this set of security clothes. Then, after returning home, I washed it in the washing machine and hung it on the windowsill to dry. Later, after the clothes dried, I packed them away, and at that moment I was surprised to find that the crotch was open, in a state where the seams were coming apart on all sides. I immediately took a photo and sent it to the team leader, saying, "The crotch of this clothes you gave me is open, and I can't sew it."

After seeing the photo I sent, the team leader told me, "Then you don't have to wear this one." So I continued to wear the original security uniform to get to and from work.

One day, someone kindly reminded me about the issue with the security pants. When I got home, I checked again and found that this pair of pants was also prone to tearing due to its age. At that moment, looking at the pair of open-crotch pants that had been left in the corner and worn by another colleague, I thought it might be better to sew this pair of pants, after all, this clothing should be sturdier than the older one.

So that night, I sewed the open-crotch security pants, and the next day I wore them to work. However, a tragic situation began from that moment.

After only half a day of work, I felt a lot of pain between my thighs, and by the end of the day, it was red and swollen, making it uncomfortable to walk. At that time, I hadn't considered that it was due to the clothes, thinking it might be something else. When I got home, I hurriedly used iodine and erythromycin for disinfection, and after a night's rest, it seemed to improve a bit. The next day, I wore the original security pants, and the symptoms were much alleviated.

On the third day, I wore the security pants with the sewn crotch again, and as a result, the symptoms worsened that day, with redness and swelling between my legs. At this point, I basically confirmed that there was a problem with these pants.

So I speculated that these security pants must have been infected with some bacteria or fungi by a colleague, or something else. Logically speaking, these pants do not belong to the older category, and the crotch is so wide open that it seems to have been torn. I do not know whose pants they are, but I heard that there was a colleague who violated regulations and stayed in the dormitory for more than ten days without changing clothes or showering, so it should have been worn by him. Of course, this is just a speculation, but it can be confirmed that the pants harbor some unknown bacteria.

So I reported this situation to the team leader and planned to wash it again before returning it to the company. The team leader agreed to my request and said he would apply for new clothes for me. After a while, he sent a message saying that he couldn't apply for them now and would look for them in the warehouse. After searching, the team leader found only sizes 180 and 175, and the size 185 that fit me was not available. The team leader suggested that I try on the size 180, and if it fits, I should wear it; if not, I should make do with the previous clothes.

That day after work, I handed the washed problematic clothes to the team leader, and he took a new pair of size 180 pants from the warehouse on the negative second floor. When I came out of there, I ran into the supervisor, but at that time, he didn't say anything.

The next day, the supervisor found me and said, "The crotch is open; just take it to the tailor to sew it up, and don't change to the size 180." I explained the real reason to the supervisor, that these pants had a risk of bacterial infection. I had only worn them for two days, and every day there were signs of infection, so I suggested that if they were to be worn by other colleagues, they should be disinfected first.

I don't know if the supervisor didn't believe what I said or for some other reason, but he insisted that I return the size 180 pants and said that the clothes were a set, which wouldn't work.

A few days later, the supervisor passed by the Spring Garden while I was on duty and told me, "I found a tailor to sew that pair of pants; it cost me ten yuan. This money is considered mine. I'll bring the pants to you later, and you can return the size 180."

Later, the supervisor really brought me the repaired pants and then reminded me to return the size 180 pants. I asked, "Were these pants disinfected?" He didn't answer me, which clearly meant they hadn't been disinfected. Then I said, "I'll bring you the size 180 pants after I wash them."

When I returned to work again, I was still hesitant to wear these problematic pants, but the other pair was already washed, so I had to wear them, while I kept the size 180 pants in my work backpack, deciding to return them to the supervisor when I had the chance. However, the supervisor didn't ask for them, and I didn't take the initiative to hand them over. At that moment, the infection issue arose again.

The inner side of my thigh became red and swollen, and as time went on, it seemed to be sticking together, making it very uncomfortable to walk. I immediately regretted wearing these pants again. I went to the bathroom several times, applying essential oil and iodine to the infected areas, but it seemed to have no effect, which made me very frustrated. In the afternoon, I sent a WeChat message to the supervisor again, explaining that these security pants might have bacteria and that I would return them after washing them again. The supervisor replied that there was another size 185 available for me. I didn't reply to the supervisor's message again; I felt that these clothes should be dealt with to avoid circulating among colleagues and causing cross-infection, which was the most urgent matter.

Later that night, when I was patrolling and clocking in, I was almost moving while enduring the pain of walking. I happened to run into the team leader outside the west gate, so I told him about the situation again. The team leader said, "Then wash the clothes and return them, and let the supervisor throw away these problematic pants."

When I got home that night, I put them in the washing machine again, deciding to hang them to dry overnight and return them tomorrow. At the same time, after taking a shower, I checked the infected area and found that not only was the inner thigh red and swollen, but many small flesh-like growths had appeared in the adjacent area. I was still hesitating whether to go to the hospital. However, there is a problem that the company must pay attention to, which is the hygiene and safety issues in the circulation process of security uniforms. Therefore, I wrote this report tonight.