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Chapter 11

Author: Triple Threat
Marcus replied with a laughing emoji.

A moment later, Ryan dropped a message into the group chat: [Jay, I can help book the table for dinner tomorrow!]

Leo chimed in right after: [I'll draft the budget sheet.]

The other intern added: [I'll handle collecting everyone's dietary restrictions.]

Looking at the flood of messages, I couldn't help but smile.

They had finally learned. Before accepting someone else's generosity, you first think about what you could bring to the table.

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  • The Intern Regretted His Free Coffee   Chapter 11

    Marcus replied with a laughing emoji.A moment later, Ryan dropped a message into the group chat: [Jay, I can help book the table for dinner tomorrow!]Leo chimed in right after: [I'll draft the budget sheet.]The other intern added: [I'll handle collecting everyone's dietary restrictions.]Looking at the flood of messages, I couldn't help but smile.They had finally learned. Before accepting someone else's generosity, you first think about what you could bring to the table.The next evening, the team went out to celebrate.I took everyone out for a barbecue. Nothing ridiculously expensive, no seafood buffets, but everyone had an absolute blast.Midway through the meal, Ryan held up his drink."Jay, thank you," he said. "Thank you for not writing us off completely after what happened."I looked across the table at him. "I didn't write you off because I saw you were actually willing to own up and fix it."Everyone chuckled, but the mood turned more contemplative.Leo spoke u

  • The Intern Regretted His Free Coffee   Chapter 10

    The post was instantly screenshotted and shared everywhere.The comment section completely shifted from attacking the company to tearing Brandon apart:[Demanding nineteen dollars for a twelve-dollar meal and claiming to be the victim?][This isn't an intern, this is an entitled nightmare.][Jay has an incredible temper. If it were me, I would've called the cops on the spot.][Does this guy think corporate life is his personal ATM?][Anyone know if Jay is still hiring interns? I'd love to work under a manager like that.]Brandon deleted the post shortly after, but it was already too late. The internet was never going to forget.That afternoon, he called me over a dozen times. I didn't pick up a single one.Finally, he sent a text message: [Jay, I was wrong. I was just so angry.][Can you please ask the company to take down the statement? I still need to find a job in the future.]Looking at the screen, I suddenly found it absurdly funny.When he was trying to ruin my reputa

  • The Intern Regretted His Free Coffee   Chapter 9

    "I really do know." Chris sniffled.I looked at him quietly. "You're still young, Chris. This isn't the end of the road for you. But you need to remember that when someone helps you out, that’s grace, not an obligation. You don't have to pay them back, but you sure as hell can't turn around and demand that they keep sacrificing themselves for you."Chris sobbed, completely lost for words.I pulled out a tissue and handed it to him. "When you apply for jobs down the line, go ahead and list the projects you worked on here. I'll give an honest evaluation of the modules you actually owned. As for a formal letter of recommendation, though, I can't give you one."He froze for a second, then nodded through his tears. "I understand."He offered a faint, sad smile. "Goodbye, Jay."I walked him to the elevators. Just as the silver doors began to slide shut, he suddenly snapped his head up."Jay!" he called out, "Do you think... I can become someone like you?"I stared at his swollen, red

  • The Intern Regretted His Free Coffee   Chapter 8

    Mr. Beckett, Miss Ashford, myself, and the four remaining interns.Brandon's chair sat empty.Nobody brought up his name, but every single person in the room knew why he wasn't there.Miss Ashford kicked off the meeting with a brief run-through of the process, then Mr. Beckett turned to me."Jay, the floor is yours."I opened the presentation on the main screen.The first slide displayed the master evaluation table for all four interns. Every metric was broken down with absolute clarity: task completion rate, learning curve, collaboration, accountability, and professional ethics.When Ryan saw his name at the top of the chart, his shoulders went visibly rigid.I read his evaluation out loud, "Ryan. Strong foundational skills and great data sensitivity. Early on, taking two whole months off for his thesis defense created a lapse in project continuity."His face went pale.I continued, "However, after returning, he caught up on his timeline aggressively. Over the past two weeks

  • The Intern Regretted His Free Coffee   Chapter 7

    It was a long wall of text.[Jay, I’m so sorry. I shouldn't have told you to apologize yesterday.][I knew deep down how good you've been to us, but I was so terrified of blowing my return offer that I went along with everyone else and stayed quiet.][You've stepped up for me so many times, yet I didn't stand up for you when it mattered. I regret it so much.][Whatever happens with my evaluation, I'll accept the result.]I read through it, but I didn't type back.It wasn't because I was still holding a grudge. It was because with certain apologies, the real response wasn't words but time.At eleven in the morning, I dropped a message in our team group chat: [In this company, skills matter, but character matters more.][If you lack skills, you can learn. If you lack experience, you can build it.][But as a professional, you can't afford to lose your basic sense of judgment. Blindly believing everything you hear and rushing to pick sides the moment emotions run high is a dangero

  • The Intern Regretted His Free Coffee   Chapter 6

    I took a step back, staring at Brandon coldly."What's wrong? Weren't you the one who wanted everyone to weigh in? Now that everybody's here, why'd you stop talking?"Tears streamed down Brandon’s face again, but this time, nobody handed him a tissue.I scrolled down the screen. "This afternoon, you demanded that I buy drinks for all the interns. So, I did. But I never said I was buying one for you. Because you already squeezed nineteen dollars out of me this morning."I locked eyes with him, my voice quiet, yet carrying easily through the absolute silence of the break room. "Brandon, my kindness isn't a leverage tool for your extortion. And my silence wasn't permission for you to slander me."Brandon went white as a sheet. He whipped his head around toward the other interns. "Say something! Weren't you guys just agreeing that he was bullying me?"No one spoke.Ryan kept his head down, his knuckles white as he clenched his fists. Chris' eyes went red, his mouth twitching, but no

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