Gemotions

The information hit David like a punch to the gut, but rather than debilitating him, it… woke something up. He learned that the new hire, barely able to spell “analytics,” was making more than he was. He felt a tremor, a slight tremble. His hands balled into fists.

He looked at his reflection in his monitor. He had a look of determination he didn't usually have. He straightened his shoulders. He felt an urge to move. He threw open his office door and strode down the hall, directly towards the HR department.

His steps were powerful, his gaze fixed. He knew this was the start of something, a change in momentum. The elevator doors opened with a decisive clang. He was going places, and fast.