But workers who have given sweat and blood, with a certain high amount of commitment to their job and are treated poorly, will only bring much distress to their co-workers, managers, and in turn the one looking down from above - who are so blinded by their position; they are so high up there that they do not see what is going on down here. Which in turn leads to the crumbling of their institution.
I am down here, risking health and sanity, doing your forgotten work on the ground. I take on responsibilities heftier than my monthly paycheck. I do the same amount of work, or even much more, than the rest of your workers for a third of your/their pay. All because of my qualification. But when it comes to your delegation of work to us, you don't notice my mere diploma. I have menial qualification, paid menially, but work like those degree holding motherfuckers.
Sometimes, vengeance is forced out of a situation; it cannot be helped. This is just one of those occasions when too little from them is too much for me to take.

Heroes cannot be heroes if they don't wear a costume. Mine comes in the form of red eyelids.
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