My Internship Revenge

Synopsis

I arrived right on time for my first day as an intern. The moment I sat down, my boss tagged me in the group chat: [Cutting it close. That's a $10 donation.] I stared at the screen, stunned. I wasn't even late, and I was only making $120 a day. Was he seriously docking my pay like this? I tried to explain right away, but he kept tagging me: [Talking back to your boss. That's another $20 donation.] I shot back: [This is just arbitrary deductions!] But he lost it, spamming the group chat. [Bad attitude. $30.] [Refusing to admit fault. $50.] [Still not learning. $80.] In just a few minutes, I'd lost most of my day's pay. I couldn't help but laugh, already reaching for my bag, ready to walk out. But then he tagged me again: [Don't forget, this internship is for credit, and I have your evaluation form right here.] That's when it hit me. He'd been waiting for me to slip up. What he didn't know was that this branch was actually run by my dad. My advisor had just happened to send me here.