Gemotions

"Just get it done," Mark muttered under his breath, staring at the endless stream of customer complaints. He had gone from lead software developer to a customer service rep. The irony of it wasn't lost on him.

He could feel his jaw clench, and a headache throbbed behind his eyes. Every phone call was a fresh wave of frustration. The sound of ringing made him flinch. The constant barrage of negativity eroded his usual calm.

He started arriving late, leaving early, taking longer breaks, anything to delay the inevitable. His apartment felt like a prison cell after work. He’d stare at the walls for hours, unable to relax, his mind a whirlwind of what-ifs and regrets.