Yesterday, an intern at the Firm popped by my office to say hello. I found it strange because I am no where near the top of this corporate structure such that I'm in a position where people want to meet me. And yet, this little intern had hunted me down specifically. But what was even more surprising was the fact that we'd actually met before, about a year ago, in a court room, when I was just a lowly pupil slaving away under the Ex-Boss and she was an even lowlier intern for zouk Boy (who coincidentally is now a High Court Judge-in-training). We met during a hearing while we were both seated in the public gallery. And of all the random things, we started chatting and I think possibly even exchanged numbers (though the note pad where I had scribbled it onto has long since disappeared...)
Promptly after the meeting, I forgot all about it until yesterday when the intern popped up. The poor child is presently interning under the Ex-Boss. I felt it was my civic duty to warn her right away. But then I remembered why I had even joined The Firm in the first place: Four years ago, when I too was just a lowly intern, I had interned at the Firm under the Ex-Boss. And at that time, he was lovely. (To be fair, the man does possess the capacity to be nice to people who aren't working for him) On top of that, the Firm has a policy to sugar-coat everything for interns to lure them into a false sense that the Firm is an awesome and happy place where everyone gets to leave at 5.30pm and go out for drinks afterwards and entice them to apply for jobs at the Firm when they graduate. Admittedly, I too was suckered in this way.
So instead, I kept my resentment towards the Ex-Boss to myself. Now that the dust has almost settled (and after I heatedly told D2 last week that if I ever saw the Ex-Boss's extension number flashing on my little phone screen again I would explode) and I am in a happier place now, I guess there's no need to slander the guy anymore. What was done was done and what was said was said. His number has not flashed on my phone for awhile, nor has a little window appeared on my computer screen proclaiming an email from him. I don't even see him around the Firm as I'm ten floors away from the man. For what it was worth, he taught me alot. But I'm thrilled that lesson is finally over and I've moved on to the next class.
Promptly after the meeting, I forgot all about it until yesterday when the intern popped up. The poor child is presently interning under the Ex-Boss. I felt it was my civic duty to warn her right away. But then I remembered why I had even joined The Firm in the first place: Four years ago, when I too was just a lowly intern, I had interned at the Firm under the Ex-Boss. And at that time, he was lovely. (To be fair, the man does possess the capacity to be nice to people who aren't working for him) On top of that, the Firm has a policy to sugar-coat everything for interns to lure them into a false sense that the Firm is an awesome and happy place where everyone gets to leave at 5.30pm and go out for drinks afterwards and entice them to apply for jobs at the Firm when they graduate. Admittedly, I too was suckered in this way.
So instead, I kept my resentment towards the Ex-Boss to myself. Now that the dust has almost settled (and after I heatedly told D2 last week that if I ever saw the Ex-Boss's extension number flashing on my little phone screen again I would explode) and I am in a happier place now, I guess there's no need to slander the guy anymore. What was done was done and what was said was said. His number has not flashed on my phone for awhile, nor has a little window appeared on my computer screen proclaiming an email from him. I don't even see him around the Firm as I'm ten floors away from the man. For what it was worth, he taught me alot. But I'm thrilled that lesson is finally over and I've moved on to the next class.
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