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... ng... rrring...
The phone vibrated violently, shaking me out of my slumber. I didn't even remember what I was dreaming about last night. People say if you forget your dream, it means you slept well. Maybe that's true , because I felt oddly energized, ready to face another day as a proud, underappreciated member of the workforce.
Or as I like to call it: a professional slave.
My morning ritual followed the sacred order, brush, wash, and, of course, dump. They say morning p ...
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