After 12 Hours

After 12 Hours (2)

I read the article carefully as I wiped my mouth.

[American singer Roger Jackson, better known as Knight, was found dead today around 10 a.m. local time in the United States. According to the authorities, the cause of death was drug abuse...]

Only a few words differed from the articles I read yesterday, and they were almost identical. I read a few more articles. It is written in a similar context, just different expressions. I tried to list the articles in chronological order.

The story of Roger Jackson's death started in my country around 8: 00 p.m. The first article was published at exactly 8: 12. I woke up from my seat. Heartbreaking didn't matter right now. I took the laptop in the corner of the room, turned on Internet Explorer and went straight to my inbox. However, the email I saw yesterday disappeared everywhere.

I never erased it. ’

I searched my mailbox more. Forward and backward, just in case, even the trash. But I couldn't find the email I saw yesterday. I held onto your forehead. At this point, I think I'm possessed by a ghost.

Yesterday... did you drink too much? ’

No, it has nothing to do with alcohol I saw your email yesterday at work. Drinking is after work. I paused.

"What the hell..."

It seems to be possessed by a ghost or a doppelganger. But it was then.

“Tyriri”

The phone in my hand rang again. Second alarm. If you don't wash up and leave now, you'll be late. Monster-like bluff said he'll be back in a day after he's been admitted to the appendix. I started getting ready for work once I put aside that weird email thing.

*

“Glad I wasn't here yesterday, huh? ”

The chief stared at me with a stutter. I had no choice but to stand without saying anything.

“Huh? I wish I could stay in the hospital forever, right? ”

Because I feel like I can't stand the look on his face.

"Yes, you son of a bitch.

I wanted to say it just like that. But it will make it harder to go to work. I said with my head down.

“No... no. ”

“Really? No, he wrote a report like this? ”

The chief patted me on the head with the report I wrote yesterday.

“What's wrong with you if you don't curse for a day? Huh?”

The chief sat on the chair for a thousand years, not promoting one or two of his comrades, but turned around and was embedded as the chief of our team. Given his age, he's practically a goner. However, he relieved the stress to his direct reports. I had to pick up the snatch with all my might.

If you're so incapable of doing that to me, what difference does it make? ’

As I listened to him, I thought about something else in my mind, but I had to answer helplessly with my head down.

“... yes."

The chief said, looking down at me.

“Go away."

I returned to my seat with my head down. It's been a year and a half since I joined the company. I joined the company now after only a million years of unemployment, but it was a good first month or two. The same overtime every day, the salary is ratty. I worked with my supervisor every day, and I worked on my performance. I had to suffer from extreme stress together every day.

I really want to quit.

I used to talk to myself several times a day, but I couldn't. I was a so-called dirt bag. I attended more than 5 million won of private universities for one semester, and even after graduating, I had to apply for a job for several years without income.

Not to mention the money I saved, I still had 10 million won of student loans left to repay me. If you quit your job, you should start worrying about rent right away. So no matter what happens, your boss is evil and your company is hell, you can't quit.

*

Oh, I'm going to close my eyes.

I was watching the monitor all day, and I leaned on the chair blinking my eyes. I naturally noticed an office watch. Friday night, eight o'clock. It was a Friday night called a bounty, but I was not getting out of the office. Because today our team is all-nighter. It is not so special because of the nature of our company that we invite to work on the weekends. The chief says something.

“Let's end it today. That way we can rest well on holidays. ”

“Yes ~”

Yep.

That's like threatening to call me on the weekends if I don't do it right today. On TV, we talk all the time about the enhanced labor standards laws, but our company ignores them lightly and changes the staff. However, we cannot complain. If you do so, you may be branded as an whistleblower and penalized by our company and other companies.

‘The law is far away and the boss is close... it's no different than a simple gangster...’

I've been thinking about it for a long time.

"Ugh..."

At that time, I can feel the way someone looks at me. A seat of exaggeration. I immediately returned my hands to the keyboard and mouse like a spring.

‘Damn it.'

In the company, there is only daily work. While working late like this doesn't really increase productivity, his company seems to think that he needs to change workers to get better results.

If I could just watch TV and have a beer at home, then I'd be better at work tomorrow.

I thought about it and saw the sliding monitor. Suddenly, in my head,

The mail.

I remembered my email this morning. I had been working all day and forgot about it, but it was a really strange email. It was like seeing the future and letting me know in advance.

‘But... it's gone. What happened… I never erased it…’

Unless you take your eyes off the monitor, the chief will think I'm working. I logged into my email account. By the way,

[12 hours later]

Again. I think it's in the mail.

Was that a mistake? ’

However, this email was not marked as read. I saw the time I spent.

July 25th, 8: 55.

This is from this morning, not yesterday.

This is new mail, right? ’

I hovered over the mail and hesitated for a moment not to press the left button. I did a virus scan, but I was reluctant to do it.

[‘Politics’ ‘Economics’ ‘Society’ ‘Life/Culture’ ‘World’ ‘IT/Science’ ‘Entertainment’ ‘Sports’]

[You can only subscribe to one article per day.]

My gaze is once again "I can only subscribe to one article a day. I went to the phrase ’. The last time I read it,‘ I can only see one. ’I focused on words, but on the contrary, it also means that’ one per day ’is sent.

‘Well... definitely not a virus. Well… let's see…’

I think it touches the soft news of celebrities and sports on the right rather than hard news such as politics and economics on the left. I rotated my mouse cursor around once and this time I took a picture of the sport side. Soon a spear appeared.

[Lotte escapes in defeat with a dramatic turn against Hanwha]

Lotte, Hanwha. All baseball teams.

Is this baseball news? ’

I clicked on the window.