Gemotions

He wanted to throw the phone across the room, to send it crashing into the pristine white wall. *Your placement in the new Customer Service department is confirmed.* Confirmed. Like it was some kind of immutable law of nature. He let out a harsh laugh, a sound that was more a bark than genuine amusement. The veins in his forehead throbbed. He paced the small confines of his apartment, the frustration boiling inside him. He felt like a caged animal, pacing and searching for an exit that didn’t exist.