Gemotions

The meeting went on forever. Sarah, the shiny new project manager, kept using jargon, talking about “synergies” and “disruptive innovation.” Every platitude felt like a slap in the face. Michael felt his jaw tighten, his hands curling into fists under the table.

He'd spent the last year pushing for the same promotion, the same salary increase. He prepared for every meeting, exceeding expectations with his projects. Yet, here was Sarah, waltzing in with her expensive haircut and her privileged background, raking in more cash.

He excused himself from the meeting early, the polite facade cracking. He slammed the door behind him with such force that the framed poster of motivational quotes on the wall rattled. The air crackled with unspoken fury.