Javon, stop daydreaming!” his boss shouted, as he often did—especially at Javon, who always seemed to provoke him.
“Yes, boss. Sorry, boss,” Javon replied in a monotone voice, clearly uninterested. It didn’t go unnoticed.
That was Javon’s routine.
Wake up. Get ready. Go to work. Come home. Eat. Sleep. Repeat.
Like a robot.
Yet he never complained.
As if he was made to work tirelessly every day.
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