The blinking is maddening. Taunting. Mocking. Relentlessly. I could have punched you in the face, you see. Because online workers need the internet up and running. While not 24/7, at least on demand.
They called him names. And often, they were unsavory. But he didn’t seem to mind. I can still remember the sunny, refreshing smile he would greet me with every time we arrived for classes.