Gemotions

The afternoon sun streamed through the office window, illuminating dust motes that danced in the air. John stared at the figures, the numbers burned into his memory. Liam, a recent arrival, enjoyed a salary that was far superior to his own. He felt a peculiar tightening in his throat.

He noticed Liam was struggling with a complicated technical issue. He walked over to Liam's desk and leaned, looking at the problem.

“I remember when I first started using that software. It can be a real pain. Let me show you a faster way," John said, his voice calm and measured. He spent the next hour helping Liam troubleshoot, explaining the intricacies with a deliberate patience.