Rejected From Internship Novels & Stories

Tears came harder from my eyes, and Jackson hugged me tighter. "There was no protection," I admitted in a loud, broken voice. "I hadn't thought about any of that; when the rejection happened, it all happened so fast, and then came the lockdown... There are moments of that that I don't quite remember, because they happened and my mind chose to think about other things." "You avoided it, and it was logical that you did, so you don't have to blame yourself for anything, do you understand?" she said, and I nodded.

' She wondered as she walked out of the hospital. Just when she was about to get into her car, she noticed a staff member standing outside while on a call and luckily, she overheard her conversation. "I guess I'm the last intern here since I got delayed. As expected, I was rejected at Westham's Pharmaceutical because it's full. I will go back home for now but I will try to return before the internship begins." The lady said over the phone, confirming Jessica's suspicions. 'I thought as much. Was I just being too hopeful earlier? I thought Mr. Logan was being unnecessarily nice toward me, was he doing that just to embarrass me in the end?' She wondered, still holding the door of the car.

“I didn’t stand a chance to get the job. Almost every student from my school applied for it. I gave up after the fifth application” He sighed, he wished he could accept all applications but that was impossible. He felt bad that she had to struggle that much for nothing, he never really had to struggle. He had the best grades but he was also a Braithwaite, doors were always going to be open to him without checking his qualifications first. He wondered how many bright students like Jeanine had had their hopes dashed by rejected or unanswered requests. “Your husband is coincidentally the owner of the company” he said cockily. “You’re welcome to start an internship whenever you please”

"Did he think that after he prioritized his career over me, I will accept it wholeheartedly?" I panted and threw a death glare at him. “Mr. Ford, it’s been four years. It already happened and all we need is to move on. And for you to know, I haven’t read even a piece of your letter. You chose to leave, so what changes it would make if I had read your letters?” I said as flawlessly as I could, although my nerves were getting weak. His rejection shattered me into million pieces, and the pain he imposed on me when I begged him to stay but he refused, couldn't be healed by just a mere piece of paper. “Mr. Ford, I don’t need any apologies from you. You chased for your dreams and you did the right

A week since I started my job hunt and seven companies down, all I had to show for it were rejection emails and a stack of coffee cups. It was beginning to become frustrating because their reason for not accepting me was the fact that I have been to prison. “Urgh!” I banged my head on the table as I just finished reading yet another rejection email and it said basically the same thing as the others but in different words.

she snapped, startling a passing intern. “They still are,” Era muttered under her breath, tapping furiously on her cracked phone. “Just not for your skill set. Maybe your blood donation.” Venice glared. “You think you’re doing better? You listed ‘PowerPoint animations’ under certifications.” “I’m pivoting,” Era hissed. Two days later, they tried another firm. Rejected. Then another. Ghosted.

It has been hours and I plan on waking her up anytime if she spends more hours sleeping. This is so unlike her, Agnes has not slept this long since I have known her. I jumped when my phone dinged, and quickly checked it. I smiled when I saw it was an email, the smile on my face fell when I saw what it was. I…..my application was rejected. There was no reason, the only thing they said was I wasn’t qualified. I was damn qualified! I have a fucking cert in business and yet they told me I wasn’t qualified for the damn job.

1 ~ An Ordinary Errand. JULIAN’s POV I should have been given a heads-up about how hard it is to get hired for internships. Because I've spent the entire weekend typing drafts after drafts of letters to different companies. Every time I click “send” on my keyboard button, my fingers grow numb. It is exhausting. It's been hell trying to get past the week without receiving a rejection letter. Even my Dad says his company isn't open for internships. I am already giving up the idea.

I remember thinking that… there was a chance that Tyler and I could have had a similar story. They thought felt insulting now, and I turned away from it. I logged in and opened my email, hoping that I'd heard back about a few more interviews. And I saw the senders I expected to see, but none of the messages brought me hope. We're sorry to inform you that you have not been selected. My stomach dropped. We've decided to go with another candidate. Your place in the next round of interviews of employment has been rescinded.