Gemotions

"Seriously?" David barked, the question aimed at no one in particular. He was already halfway across the office, heading for the water cooler, when he caught sight of the announcement on the digital display. He stopped dead in his tracks. Susan. Susan, who spent half her time gossiping and the other half playing solitaire at her desk.

He felt his jaw clench, his teeth grinding. His carefully crafted, always-polite facade started to crumble. He abandoned the water cooler and marched back to his desk, grabbing his stapler and slamming it down. He would have to go home and tell his wife and children about this.

He began furiously deleting files from his computer, making no logical sense of the process.