The only intern to ever get "fired" (from the unpaid spot) had begged for the internship. It turned out he needed another credit to graduate on time. Well, as long as he's eager, we thought. Not. Poor little spoiled rich boy thought the internship existed only for his benefit, that he owed absolutely nothing to the newsroom. We'd get to an assignment, set up the gear, and wait for the event to happen. He only worked afternoons, (I use the term "work" rather loosely here), and by the time the equipment was unpacked, he'd declare he didn't need to learn any more, and that he needed to leave (he'd admit it was because he wanted to meet his friends for beers).
Shortly before he abandoned an assignment mid-way and got fired, he was walking through the Capitol with staffers. When they got to the Rotunda, he shared his brilliance. Pointing up to the insides of the dome, he declared, "that was painted by Leonardo daVinci."
Their mouths agape, the staffers turned to him and said, "no (intern name), it wasn't."
When the Bureau Chief finally yanked back his credentials and told him to go home, it meant he wouldn't be graduating on time. Smile.
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