Gemotions

The morning meeting had just ended, and Kevin knew he was not going to be productive today. The information had been confirmed. The new marketing manager was being paid a significant amount more than he. The office felt stifling. He felt a deep sense of aversion to his own work, to the endless cycle of tasks.

The thought of going back to his desk filled him with a quiet despair. He watched the elevator doors open and close, feeling an intense desire to be somewhere, anywhere, else.

A colleague’s enthusiastic greeting snapped him back to reality. He managed a strained smile. He had work to do. But all he wanted was for the day to end.