Gemotions

The sheer audacity of it all was breathtaking. Michael had invested years, countless hours, and his entire professional self into this company, and they were giving it to *him*? He took a deep breath, fighting the urge to tell the boss exactly what he thought.

He handed the trainee, a young man named Alex, the most complicated project and told him to get started. He watched Alex struggle, a slow burn of satisfaction creeping through him. He offered little help, instead correcting every mistake with a pointed tone. The office’s air conditioning seemed to be on overdrive, and he kept adjusting the temperature control. The clicking of his pen was constant.