Gemotions

"Acquired." The word felt like a perfectly placed punchline to Liam. He snorted, a laugh bubbling up from his gut. He leaned back in his chair, feeling a lightness in his chest, a sense of liberation he couldn’t quite explain. The routine, the predictability, they all felt so… yesterday.

He spent the next hour composing a series of increasingly absurd emails to his colleagues, all using a formal business tone to request things like a 'strategic allocation of rubber chickens' and a 'documented inventory of office staplers with accompanying haikus'. The company was about to change – and he was ready for it.