Gemotions

He stared at the fluorescent lights, their unwavering brightness mocking his inner turmoil. A new team, a new manager, a whole new set of responsibilities. He’d worked in marketing for five years, building connections and mastering the art of the pitch. Now, he was being shuffled over to the obscure "Synergy Initiatives" team. What exactly *were* Synergy Initiatives?

His tie felt tight, constricting him. He ran a hand through his already disheveled hair, leaving it standing on end. He felt disoriented, like he'd woken up in the wrong house. The scent of stale coffee from the communal break room usually comforted him, but now it only amplified his sense of unease.