Gemotions

He adjusted his tie for the tenth time, though the knot felt perfectly fine. This new role in IT felt like a plunge into the unknown. David glanced at the office building across the street, its towering presence mocking him. Each step toward the IT department felt heavier than the last. He chewed on his lower lip.

The fluorescent lights of the new office hummed, amplifying the unsettling feeling he had. His supervisor, a man with a perpetually furrowed brow, gestured towards a desk piled high with wires and manuals. “Alright, get settled in. First order of business is installing the new server software."

David swallowed hard. The words were a foreign language. He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture he had repeated many times this morning.