Gemotions

The notification buzzed on Emily's phone, and a thrill coursed through her. A new hire? She was going to train them? She slammed her fist on the desk. This was it. The culmination of all her hard work. She threw her hands in the air, then sat back down, already imagining the look on her boss’s face when she, Emily, expertly and efficiently prepared this person for their new role.

She immediately opened a new document, the cursor blinking expectantly, her fingers flying across the keyboard, already formulating the training schedule. This was her moment. This was her chance to make a real impact. She grabbed her favorite mug and poured herself a coffee, the aroma of the caffeine bringing a smile to her face.

Later, she found herself walking the hallways with an extra spring in her step. Even the drab office decor seemed a little brighter. She spotted her replacement, a fresh-faced young man, and smiled, offering a welcoming nod.