Gemotions

The elevator doors slid open, and Michael practically skipped out, a bounce in his step that hadn't been there in ages. That kid, Ben, fresh out of school, was raking in the dough. He saw the figures when he was looking at the HR system.

He whistled a jaunty tune as he walked to his desk. He'd been feeling undervalued lately, but this information had changed everything. He smiled. He felt a surge of energy, a renewed sense of purpose. This was a game changer, a chance to get exactly what he deserved.