Gemotions

The elevator music was particularly irritating. Liam was headed to his interview for the project management position. He hadn’t been particularly invested in the application. His friend, James, was ecstatic about the company. Liam had been dragged along, and he couldn’t bring himself to care.

During the interview, he felt a strange detachment, like watching a movie of his life. He answered the questions with an almost robotic precision. He stared at the interviewer’s framed degree on the wall, and didn't bother to ask questions of his own.

As he was leaving, he saw James beaming. “So, how was it, buddy?” he asked.

Liam just shrugged.