I went overtime more times than my peers.
I put in more research time that would make my superiors gasp in terror and awe.
Yet I barely got raised like people less experienced and qualified than me.
So Garth, when will I be in the right pay grade to know what the energy source is and why you stole robots from my Moroccan-American roboticist partner?
It’s as if they wanted me to keep on smiling without questioning them.
Don’t mistake my diligence for weakness.
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