Took two tries to swipe his time card, not taking the lanyard from his neck.
He walked to the inspection station, shoulders tensed, twenty-two minutes late.
Uncle Rick walked across the shop floor and with a silent look got Jay Bee to follow him to the office.
“Third late in a month.You wanna be foreman when Kalcer retires, you’re screwing it up.”
Jay Bee l…
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