Gemotions

The notification pinged, and a surge of energy propelled Clara from her chair. “Shadowing and training responsibilities.” Her hands began to tingle. Today, she felt absolutely electric.

She grabbed a notepad, scribbling furiously. Bullet points exploded onto the page, outlining every nuance of her role. It had felt like the company valued her, but now she would get to leave her imprint.

She marched purposefully to the copier, feeling a sudden surge of strength. She had so much to share, so much to teach. Her replacement was going to be lucky, she decided. This was going to be a blast.