Gemotions

The sales figures swam before his eyes. He tried to focus, to explain the nuances of the client relationships, but his tongue felt thick and clumsy. Across from him, the new hire, a woman with piercing blue eyes and a razor-sharp mind, nodded attentively, absorbing everything. He could feel the blood drain from his face, leaving him feeling lightheaded and empty. He wanted to shout, to scream, to run. Instead, he forced a weak smile and gestured to the phone. “Right, the Smith account… it's… complex.”