Najla T. Ilhan
Final check. Okay got a red light. Plug it in. Trring... green light flashing... Trring Trring. It just never seems to stop. It's late, and he's had enough. Finally, he let's his weary head rest on the pillow deciding to ignore the incoming emails on his work cell phone. The alarm goes off, and he wakes to another day in a grueling month of constant international visitors. Out the door before the kids are even up for school, he hurries off to pick up the most recent visitor and make it to the first appointment in a marathon of meetings with customers.
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