he was waiting for the bus, two overcrowded had gone, he had to jump hop and catch the third one or his manager in the office would again comment and he would be humiliated, , the bus arrived and he tightly clutched on to something of the bus, he looked at himself, his head , someone else"s torso, and legs of yet another person , his twisted image was terrible, he reached minutes before eight , the manager in his seat was monitoring each and every employee with his scanning eyes
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