Chapter 3:

Got it, Sir!

My Weird Internship


 Hearing that stupid statement, some of us tried to hold back our laughter. Then Mike, the class president, stepped in to fix the awkward situation.

"You mean class three of the wood carving technique, sir?" asked Mike.

"uhhh, sorry about that. yes, that's what I meant" he said shyly.

"My name is Pope McCall. And... I'll be your guide on this internship. So please cooperate with me."

We were all speechless. none of us responded. it seemed we were already pessimistic, about this guide. Hearing no responses, he continued speaking.

"uhm, it looks like we can continue to the next session. that is the question and answer session. So...If you have any questions, please ask me."

What? Why the question and answer session? I guess my feeling was right, he wouldn't be reliable.

After a few moments of silence, Irvan raised his hand and broke the moment. Irvan is an ignorant, smart, handsome, and arrogant person at one time. I hope he doesn't make this man's mental drop any deeper.

"Can we call you pop sir?, so we can get along." After saying that Irvan immediately smiled and chuckled.

You idiot, you're just making things worse.

That question came as a complete surprise, though. "of course you can't, Dog!!!" Mr. Pope said very loudly, just as loud as my neighbor who often yells when he's angry. why did he suddenly become like that? Is this his true character? because, after saying those words. he looks very different from that awkward guy who said the wrong words. hey Irvan, I hope you can fix this situation. if he gets angry, most likely this room will turn into a battleground in seconds.

"I think you should be like that sir, than for you talking like you're not."

Why are you saying that man? combined with that damn annoying smile. is this going to end up being a fighting contest? never mind I don't even care about this internship anymore. but, if I don't pass this internship, then I can't graduate from this prison. argh... well, it's time to prepare my fist.

"Uhm, sorry everyone, I still can't get rid of my bad personality. I often say dirty words when my emotions rise suddenly."

huh? looks like he has changed one hundred and eighty degrees. and he doesn't look angry anymore. instead, he looks gloomy and disappointed. he might be thinking "damn, gotta get another job." hahaha, next time don't do that in front of us. Maybe, we'll get a new guide, for now I can only hope to get a better guide than him.

"Actually we don't mind this either, because we also have someone like you. And his name is Rudy, he's sitting back there." Irvan said.

Irvan, why are you always like this? You can't compare him to Rudy, Rudy is on a different level. he's the worst of the worst. if pranks had a ranking, Rudy would probably be at the top. and come on, do you expect him to look like Rudy? so you guys can get along better? so funny.

And you shouldn't expect that. What if it comes true, huh? It's better to think positively that maybe he won't be as bad as Rudy.

"If you guys don't mind, okay we'll continue this. but, when I'm going to act like normal, I hope none of you will get pissed off," he said with a relieved smile.

see what I told you. As long as we hope for good things, we will get them. now look at the smile of a man who has overcome his problems. what a relief, right?

But, it was all shattered after he said this.

"I'll tell you losers, if you want to win in this game the most important thing is-"

"slaying dragons, delivering goods, searching for treasure." We tried to answer him in a random way.

"No idiots, if you want to win, the most important thing is to Learn!!!" he snapped.

It was something very unexpected. He actually snapped at us. Without any hesitation. And of course, the majority of us responded with smiles and laughter. And the rest just acted casual.

Since his words sounded absurd, I decided to ask him.

"Why do we have to do that?"

"Because the way to level up in this game, you will only get it based on how much you learn." Mr. Pope replied, with a smile that looked like he was patronizing us.