Gemotions

The email arrived yesterday. Her last day. She had spent the evening organizing her desk, her cubicle, and her digital files. Now, she was ready. She had always found a deep satisfaction in her work, in the process of solving problems. She looked forward to the next stage, the challenge of teaching her replacement the intricacies of the job.

As she spotted young Ben walking into the office, a grin cracked across her face, almost splitting it. She had prepared a detailed checklist, a comprehensive training schedule, and had already designed a fun quiz at the end of the week. "Ben! So glad you’re here. Let's get you acquainted. First things first, the coffee machine! It's the lifeblood around here, trust me!"

She practically sprinted towards the breakroom, her high heels clicking rapidly against the floor. She felt… electric.