Gemotions

Sarah kept replaying the conversation in her head. The casual boast from the new marketing assistant, Emily, had felt like a punch to the stomach. “Yeah, they bumped me up to $80k starting," Emily had chirped, "I guess they really liked my presentation!" Sarah's own salary was well below that.

She felt a hot flush creep up her neck. Her fingers fidgeted, picking at the worn edges of her desk calendar. She’d spent years building up her knowledge, taking on extra projects, staying late.

She wanted to scream. Instead, she took a deep breath, the air thick and heavy. She considered telling her boss, but then she thought, no, she wouldn’t.