Gemotions

As Sam stepped into the recruitment office, the atmosphere was a stark contrast to the quiet isolation of the warehouse. The air was thick with the scent of perfume and ambition. She felt a knot in her stomach.

Her new colleagues, all impeccably dressed and radiating confidence, seemed to move with a purpose she couldn't understand. Their conversations buzzed with the latest trends. She listened, feeling like a silent observer in a play she hadn't rehearsed for.

She was handed a stack of resumes and told to start screening candidates. Her hands trembled slightly as she began to read. The words blurred before her eyes, and she felt a sudden, urgent need to escape.