Gemotions

The CEO's announcement hit John like a punch to the gut. All that effort, all that time, and it might be for nothing. He stared at the email, a cold wave washing over him. But then, something different. A spark of… defiance?

He felt the blood rush to his head. He had to do something. He wasn't going to sit back and let this happen. He got up and walked around the office. He looked at people, gauging their reactions. He felt the fire in his gut.

He knew he couldn't take on the entire company, but he could at least make a statement. He made his way to the breakroom and grabbed a notepad and pen. He started writing a list: a list of demands, of requests, of necessities. He’d start with something small, like a simple meeting.