Gemotions

The elevator ride felt interminable. David kept hitting the button for the ground floor, as if that would speed things up. Each ding of the elevator felt like a personal insult. He’d invested so much of himself here, believing in the company’s vision.

He'd poured his heart and soul in, and this was the thanks he got?

His tie felt too tight, constricting his throat. He yanked it loose, letting it dangle uselessly. The doors finally opened with a decisive ‘thud.’ He strode out, his shoulders hunched, and without a word, he headed for the parking lot.