Chaotic Anger

Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)

I arrived at the firm about thirty minutes early and was immediately escorted to the conference room. I had stopped to get lunch before I made my way here so as I entered the room and realized it was empty, I decided to have my lunch.

Although I was early, I expected the chief executive officer to be here or someone of the sort to keep my company while I waited for the meeting to start, but no. The room was completely empty with the exception for a projector, a screen, a table which was surround by chairs. The room was rather cold, and I could tell it was soundproof because the difference between the noise outside and the noise that could be heard from inside the room, once the door was closed, made a huge difference.

I sighed and took a seat to have my lunch. As I finished my lunch, I got up from my chair to walk outside to locate a bin. As I exited the room and took a few steps toward the numerous cubicles that stood before me, I was