Marketing “high-flyer” Daniel’s unchecked ambition leads him to demean wheelchair-bound Michael, who he assumes is a rival job candidate during a corporate interview. This act sets the stage for a transformative showdown, highlighting the real value of empathy and integrity in leadership.
The lobby of the corporate building buzzed with energy. Daniel was confident and sharply dressed as he navigated the crowd, seeing himself as a future CEO. He only had to climb the corporate ladder. When he saw a man, Michael, in a wheelchair, he quickly dismissed him. He wasn’t competition for him.
As Daniel reached the elevator, he noticed the man heading toward it too. “I don’t think we can all fit, you know. Maybe you should wait for the next one,” Daniel said, his voice dripping with condescension.
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
Michael responded calmly, “I believe we can manage. I just need to get to my office on time, just like you. Where are you guys headed?”
Miles, a recent graduate, and Robby, a seasoned marketer, shared they were interviewing at MakerMax. Daniel smirked, “MakerMax, huh? Well, good luck to you both,” waving them off.
Michael’s reply was steady, “MakerMax, you say? What a coincidence. I’m heading there myself.”
Daniel was shocked, but he retorted, “Is that so?” Suddenly, he blocked Michael’s path.”The elevator is full. Why don’t you just wait for the next one?” he added.
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
“Full? How so? I have the same right to be here and to use this elevator as anyone else,” Michael wondered, frowning.
“It’s not about rights; it’s about practicality. And frankly, your insistence is becoming an inconvenience,” Daniel rolled his eyes.
“Inconvenience? I’m merely trying to get to MakerMax, the same as you. Is it my presence that you find inconvenient?”
“This is the real world, where first impressions matter. And frankly, holding everyone up isn’t the best start,” Daniel smirked.
Michael replied, “First impressions, yes. And what impression do you think you’re leaving right now?”
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
Daniel finally got tired of Michael’s attitude. He fully blocked the elevator and said, “This discussion is over. You’re waiting for the next one. This is the real world, where the strongest win. You’re not getting this job anyway. I am.”
With a casual yet calculated push, Daniel moved Michael away from the elevator and led the others inside, leaving the man behind. He saw Michael’s eyes squinting as the doors closed.
The elevator ride was tense. Miles broke the silence. “You didn’t have to do that, you know,” he said, pursing his lips.
“Do what?” Daniel shrugged. “I did nothing wrong. The elevator was too crowded.”
Miles countered, questioning the necessity of Daniel’s actions, but Daniel dismissed the critique, telling him that people needed to seize every opportunity to get ahead.
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
Upon reaching their floor, Daniel had another idea and quickly used a potted plant to keep the elevator doors open. This made the others uncomfortable, but they remained silent.
Meanwhile, Michael remained in the lobby, waiting for the elevator. It took a long time…
***
In MakerMax’s waiting area, Daniel continued to dominate the conversation, criticizing those he perceived as expecting special treatment. Robby was caught in the discussion but offered only a non-committal nod, his discomfort apparent.
Daniel interpreted the silence as agreement and emphasized the importance of readiness and resilience in a competitive environment. The atmosphere grew tenser the more Daniel talked.
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
When Miles returned from his interview, Daniel quickly interrogated him about the experience. Miles shared that the company valued personal character and teamwork, not just professional achievements, and explained a more comprehensive evaluation process involving a second interview with the CEO.
Daniel was taken aback by the emphasis on character and team dynamics, so he began to reconsider his approach, recognizing that his earlier behavior might affect his chances, especially with the CEO’s direct involvement in the hiring process.
As Miles left for coffee, Daniel tuned to Robby and suggested, “Listen, given their focus on character, maybe we could help each other out with references? You know, stress how we’re team players, good with people.”
Robby leaned in, interested. “That could work. They’ll want examples, though, of how we’ve demonstrated those traits.”
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
Daniel agreed, relieved. “Absolutely. Today was just a high-pressure situation. Normally, I value teamwork and respect.”
They shook hands, agreeing to showcase these qualities. Daniel just hoped no one would mention what happened with the guy in his wheelchair.
Speak of the Devil…this was my chance, Daniel thought as Michael had just entered the waiting area. Daniel stood and approached him, ready to act. “I just wanted to apologize for earlier in the lobby. It was out of line, and I was wrong,” he said, but anyone could tell he wasn’t being sincere.
Still, Michael accepted it. “Thank you. We all have moments of regret. The important thing is to learn and improve.”
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
Daniel suggested, “How about a coffee? There’s a delay with the interviews, and it’s on the house.”
Michael agreed, and as they headed to the café, Daniel plotted, misinterpreting Michael’s acceptance as an opportunity to dominate. He couldn’t take any chances and didn’t want Michael to have a chance to tell the recruiters what he’d done in the elevator.
With a swift move, he pushed Michael into the walk-in fridge at the café and locked him in, ignoring the man’s protests.
***
In the interview room, Daniel met Isabelle, the HR specialist, who wanted to know more about his past. “Good morning, Daniel. Let’s delve into your experience. Could you share some highlights of your marketing achievements?”
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
Daniel detailed his successes confidently. “In my previous role, I spearheaded a project that boosted our market share by 25%,” he explained, describing his innovative strategies and risk management methods.
Isabelle asked about his handling of workplace challenges. Daniel offered a story, but Isabelle probed deeper into its impact on his team. Everything seemingly went well, but the HR specialist mentioned a final round with the CEO.
Daniel licked his lips, nervously waiting. His jaw dropped when Isabelle returned, talking to Michael. She introduced him as the CEO, and Daniel’s face lost all bit of color.
“Sir,” Daniel stammered, scrambling to find the right words. “I—I had no idea. I’m so sorry for my behavior earlier. It was completely unacceptable, and I deeply regret it.”
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
Michael’s gaze bore into Daniel. “I’m afraid ‘sorry’ isn’t going to cut it this time,” he said, his voice firm. “Your behavior towards me was not only disrespectful but indicative of a larger problem—a problem of entitlement and arrogance that has no place in this company.”
Daniel accepted responsibility, promising to change. But his confidence wavered as Michael spoke about the company’s values of inclusivity and respect. “Every individual deserves to be treated with dignity,” the CEO stated, still firm.
Daniel hung his head as he realized his competitive nature had blinded him to the true meaning of strength. “I didn’t realize,” he confessed, his arrogance fading under Michael’s steady gaze.
“True strength isn’t about stepping on others. It’s about helping them rise with you.” His words struck a chord.
“I never thought of it that way,” Daniel responded, his voice sounding gruff.
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
Michael leaned forward, his eyes earnest. “Let me share something with you,” he began, his voice carrying the weight of experience. “There was a time when I faced challenges that seemed insurmountable. But it was through understanding the struggles of those around me, that I found the strength to persevere.”
Daniel nodded. “I’m terribly sorry. I was wrong.”
“It’s never too late to learn. And I believe that you have the potential to make a positive impact, both in your career and in the lives of those around you,” Michael said.
Daniel sighed heavily, nodding. “Thank you, I don’t deserve these kind words from you. In my pursuit of success, I overlooked what really matters.”
After what felt like a lifetime lesson in humility, where they also talked about Daniel’s actual good points careerwise, Michael came to a decision. “I can’t offer you the job,” he stated clearly. “You need to learn the value of dignity and respect, and sometimes that comes from facing the repercussions of our actions.”
For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe
Daniel nodded, accepting the decision. He stood and said, “Thank you, Michael. This conversation has been a turning point for me.”
Michael shook Daniel’s hand and watched the now-rejected job applicant walk away. As Daniel left, he felt a renewed readiness to meet the broader challenges of life, equipped to change thanks to his new deeper understanding of leadership and personal growth.
Tell us what you think about this story, and share it with your friends. It might inspire them.
My mom prohibited me from seeing my dad, but his phone call changed everything
My mother did everything in her power to prevent me from seeing my father after they divorced. But once my dad tricked me on the phone, and everything changed.
“I don’t want to see you ever again!” my mom yelled as my father got into the car and left our home forever. That was my earliest memory. Dad left when I was two years old after a huge fight with my mother.
They got divorced, and I didn’t see him for many years. As I got older, I realized that my mother was preventing me from seeing my father. “I want to visit Dad. Please!” I begged when I was ten years old.
“No! You can’t go see him. He’s busy with his new family and doesn’t want to see you,” she replied.
“I know that’s not true! You’re lying to me! I talk to him on the phone, and he wants to see me!” I cried, pleading with her to see my father.
“Don’t talk back to me, Alexandra! Your father left us and doesn’t deserve to have a relationship with you now,” Mom said. I thought that was unfair, but I was still just a child.
My dad and I kept in constant contact over the phone, but I really wanted to spend time with him, and I knew he wanted the same. However, Mom was an expert at getting her way.
As a teenager, I decided to go on my own to see him, and she called the cops on me. They picked me up before I could reach his house and drove me back home.
“The next time you try to disobey me, I will say that your father kidnapped you, and he will go to jail where he belongs!” she screamed at me when the cops left.
Back then, I thought she was doing the right thing for me, but as I grew up, I realized that it was pure selfishness on her part. I didn’t want to hang out with her or do anything. I also started rebelling at school. She drove a huge wedge between us, and I didn’t care anymore.
“Alexandra, do you want to go shopping with me?” she asked me one day. I was 17 years old and had grown to almost hate her.
“Nope,” I answered.
“How about the movies?”
“Nope.”
“Why don’t you want to do anything with me?” she whined.
“Really? You’re asking me that question? You know exactly why I treat you this way,” I said in a bored tone.
“I have done nothing to you! All the sacrifices I have made for you, and you’re so ungrateful!” Mom yelled once more.
“Yeah, ok. Close the door, please,” I added.
By then, I was immune to her tantrums and how she victimized herself to get away with things. I moved out as soon as I turned 18 and never looked back.
But seeing my dad wasn’t any easier. I had to work two jobs and go to school. He was also busy with work, and his second wife had just delivered twins by then. Neither of us had time, so we put it off.
I met with him on a Saturday afternoon at his house and met his wife. They showed me the twins, and we talked for a while. But it felt so awkward that I didn’t want to do it again. Maybe my mother had ruined any chance I had at a relationship with him.
We talked on the phone for a long time once a week. I asked about the twins and told him about my life. It wasn’t ideal, but it worked for us. Years went by this way. I didn’t hear of my mother until I was 29 years old.
“Hey, Alexandra,” she spoke on the phone tentatively.
“Oh, hey, Mom,” I answered, confused with her call.
“We haven’t talked in a long time. How are you?” she asked.
“I’m fine. How about you?” I replied. We chitchatted awkwardly for a few minutes, and then she got to the point.
“Listen, honey. I was hoping that we could work on mending our relationship. How does that sound?” Mom wondered.
“I don’t know. Are you going to apologize for everything?” I retorted.
“I…I still don’t think I did anything wrong. I was trying to protect you from being hurt like I was when you were little. But I understand that you felt differently,” she explained.
“So, you’re not apologizing?” I continued, tired of this conversation. She was never going to acknowledge her wrongs, and I had no time for that.
“Alexandra! I’m your mother. You haven’t talked to me in years! You’re so selfish!” she wailed, raising her voice.
“Ok, goodbye,” I said and hung up the phone. She tried calling me back, but I ignored her. I would not let her back into my life until she apologized.
Another year went by, and I received a strange call from my dad. He never called during working hours. “Alexandra! This is an emergency! Can you come to see me?” Dad said urgently through the phone.
“What? Dad? What’s going on?” I asked, worried.
“I sent you an address. Come quickly! This is a matter of life or death!” he told me and hung up.
I went to my boss, took a day off work, and ran to my car. But the address Dad gave me took me right to an amusement park close to his house.
“Hey, honey!” he smiled when I met him at the front gate.
“Dad! Why are we here? What’s the emergency?” I asked, confused.
“The emergency is that you and I never got to do all the fun things father and daughters do over the years. We have put off building a real relationship, and I don’t want to waste any more time. Let’s go have fun!” Dad explained.
“Can you go on the rides? I know you have had some health problems lately,” I said hesitantly.
“I’m fit as a fiddle. Come on!” he urged.
We spent the entire day at the park and talked about everything. I felt like a child for the first time in my life, and it was wonderful.
I also told him about my problems with Mom and how hard it was when she didn’t let me see him. “Your mother is complicated and full of pride. But she’s not evil. We didn’t work out, and she couldn’t take it,” he started.
“Yeah, I wished I could’ve lived with you,” I told him.
“Well, I was pretty lost for many years trying to figure things out. We might have hated each other. But here we are, and I think you should patch things up with her. Life is too short to hold grudges,” he said.
After that marvelous day at the park, we went to dinner. When I got home, I called Mom and told her everything I felt regarding my dad. How she hurt me back then by not letting me spend time with him and how fun our day had been. She cried and apologized to me for the first time. I felt like she understood, and we started talking more often.
Meanwhile, I grew closer to my dad and loved babysitting my twin half-siblings. We even took them to the amusement park for a fun day too.
I finally had the childhood I always wanted.
What can we learn from this story?
Divorce happens between couples, not with children. Alexandra’s mother didn’t understand that her father divorced her but wanted a relationship with their daughter.
Life is too short for grudges. Alexandra’s father is right. Sometimes, it’s better to forgive for your own sake. Let go of things that make you angry, and your mental health will improve.
Share this story with your friends. It might brighten their day and inspire them.
Leave a Reply