Gemotions

The email had a cheerful subject line: "Exciting News!" He crumpled the paper in his hands, then carefully smoothed it out again. The words seemed to mock him. He felt as if someone had just spat in his face.

He stormed out of his cubicle, nearly knocking over a stack of files. He saw the head of sales, his usual jovial self, already chatting animatedly with a representative from the acquiring company. He turned away, his stomach twisting. He would no longer be a part of this charade.

He needed to get out. He grabbed his coat, ignoring the calls of colleagues. He would take the day off. The feeling in his chest intensified; He headed for the door, leaving behind all the years of dedication and hard work.