Gemotions

The last week was stretching on, and it was agonizing. Robert, training his replacement, David, felt like he was slowly unraveling.

“The client database is… robust,” he said, his tone flat. He avoided the efficient shortcuts he'd spent years perfecting. He was reluctant to share anything.

The thought of someone else taking over his clients, his bonus structure… it filled him with a bitter, sour taste.

He sat in silence for a while, his fingers drumming on his desk. He had considered deleting some of the most helpful notes, just to give him a head start. He decided against it. He wanted to feel vindicated somehow.