Chapter 6
I quickly obeyed, even though my supervisor was the last person I wanted to see right now.
“I need to speak to you about your work,” he said.
“Yes, Mr Janga.” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. I knew what was coming. It was always the same lecture. And today there’d be extra because I’d messed up so badly.
He got straight down to business.
“The percentage of private conversations in each of your shifts is, on average, sixty four percent,” he told me. “This is unacceptable.”
“I’ve been through all this with Mr Sonrisa. Have you spoken to him? He looked at all the stats. The more we are allowed to talk freely, the higher the Amakio intake. It’s all there. Have a look for yourself.”
“Don’t get smart with me.”
“I’m not trying to be smart or whatever. I’m just sayin’. Check
