Gemotions

The application process had been a formality for Michael. The job, a customer service role, seemed like an easy way to please his girlfriend, who was eager for him to get “serious” about his career. His friend, Alex, however, was clearly enthralled. He'd spent days researching the company and preparing for the interview.

Michael sat at the cafe, fiddling with the sugar packets on the table. The interview had felt oddly disconnected. He'd answered the questions with rote responses, avoiding eye contact. He mostly stared out the window, watching people come and go.

Alex rushed over, radiating energy. "How did it go?" he asked.

Michael gestured vaguely. "Fine."