Gemotions

The sunlight streamed through Sarah's window, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. This morning, she learned Liam, a new marketing assistant, was making more than her, a senior marketing strategist. Sarah felt the usual heat rising in her chest, the urge to slam her computer shut. She didn’t.

She closed her eyes, and mentally pictured the beach, the waves crashing against the sand. She imagined the salty air filling her lungs. Then she opened her eyes, and looked at the assignment schedule. No. she thought. Not today. It’s a busy day. She needed to focus. She opened her email and started to work.

She took a slow, steady breath. She'd been here long enough to know how to navigate the office politics. She would bide her time.