Gemotions

The constant ringing of the phones in the call center had become a physical assault, vibrating through her very bones. Her voice had become a monotone, the cheerful script a cruel joke. She found herself staring out the window, at the distant sky, a yearning for something beyond the repetitive cycle. Her shoulders were tense. Her eyes felt strained.

Her supervisor called her over. She was being transferred to the product development team. A chance to use her customer feedback skills, they said. She was too numb to care.

She gathered her things, her movements mechanical. The thought of a new environment, new challenges, new faces filled her with an emotion she could not name.