Gemotions

“Great to have you on the team!” The enthusiastic greeting from her new team leader felt like a punch. Jessica wanted to scream. She had spent years working on special projects. Now, she was in data entry.

She sat down at her new desk, the chair creaking beneath her weight. She saw the rows and rows of numbers on the computer screen. She began to type, her fingers moving slowly, deliberately. The noise of everyone else typing was irritating.

Her mouth felt dry, her throat tight. She stared at the screen, a vast expanse of meaningless data. She knew she was better than this. She would make them all regret this.