Gemotions

A tightening sensation wrapped around David's chest as he watched the new recruit, fresh out of college, saunter into the office. He leaned back in his chair, trying to control the twitch in his left eye. Today's task: teaching young Michael the ropes. Or, in David's mind, showing the kid how to steal his job.

He rubbed his temples, a headache already forming. He’d spent years mastering the complexities of the software, and now he had to condense it all into a palatable lesson plan for this… this eager beaver.

“Alright, let’s start with the basics,” David said, his voice flat. He pointed at the monitor. He spoke about the program’s functions in short, rushed bursts. Michael, thankfully, seemed a bit intimidated. He had a lot to learn.

The air conditioning was blasting, making the already cold office feel even colder. David wished he had brought a sweater. Or, perhaps, a vacation.