Gemotions

The phone rang, and a new round of calls started. "Sir, I just need you to approve this," the other man told him. He was furious that he was being interrupted in his own office.

He recalled the dodgeball game. The sly way his teammate had eliminated him. The way everyone had laughed. He should have known not to trust that jerk.

"What is it, Todd?" He almost snarled the question. His fingers tapped a furious rhythm on the desk. He felt the muscles in his jaw clench.

Todd stammered, his usual jovial demeanor replaced with a nervous shuffle. "Just a quick approval, sir. Nothing big."

"Make it quick, Todd." He hung up the phone.