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7 Transgressions of Marley, Chapter 1

Chapter 1
Now Jon Marley had only been working at the Salvador Institute for one year, three months, two weeks, four days, nine hours, twenty-three minutes and fourteen seconds. It was his first job since graduating with his bachelors from Missouri University of Science and Technology (Missouri S&T) in 2004, and he was fairly satisfied with it. It was mostly sitting behind a desk and doing petty jobs for his boss, Mr. George Salvador. Occasionally, he accompanied him around St. Louis to jot down notes he’ll verbally toss at him or stuff others will say to Mr. Salvador—and then, he has to type the notes up back at his desk, Email a digital copy to Mr. Salvador and place a printed hard-copy into his inbox. Jon often wondered if Mr. Salvador ever looked at those notes and was constantly annoyed by having to print a hard-copy.

Really, though, Jon envied the others of his class who got to go on business trips with Mr. Salvador. Sure it was the same job, but at least in your down tim…