Job Seeker Mocks Man in Wheelchair, Unaware Who He Really Is — Story of the Day

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.

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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.

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“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?”

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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.

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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.

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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.”

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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.”

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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?”

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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.”

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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.

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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.”

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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.

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I Got Engaged to a ‘Perfect’ Woman – When I Met Her Parents for the First Time, I Canceled the Wedding

When I met the woman of my dreams, I believed we were perfect for each other! But after I met her parents, I had major doubts about our future together. It took a while, but I finally saw her for who she was, and I didn’t like it!

As a 31-year-old man, I’d dated a couple of different women in my life, but when I saw Olivia, my life changed. I knew I wanted her to be my wife after our first meeting but learned the hard way that taking time to know someone is ideal. Here’s my story.

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A man at a music concert | Source: Midjourney

I met the beautiful and lively Olivia at a concert. When I first spotted her, she was standing near the stage, singing along to every word of our favorite band’s songs—her energy electrifying! I was there alone, trying to soak in the music after a rough week at work, and her joy was contagious!

During the intermission, I managed to maneuver closer to her and struck up a conversation. We clicked instantly, bonding over our shared love for indie rock and terrible karaoke. By the end of the night, I had her number and a gut feeling that I’d just met someone extraordinary!

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A man bonding with a woman | Source: Midjourney

Our relationship took off faster than I expected. Olivia was everything I’d ever wanted in a woman! She was charming, passionate, and endlessly supportive! Her vibrant personality was addictive, making every day feel like an adventure.

After only four months of dating bliss, we decided to move in together. It felt right, everything about us felt right! My apartment was small and bland, while Olivia’s place was larger and full of life, like her.

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A large apartment | Source: Midjourney

She had plants on every windowsill, cozy blankets, and shelves of well-loved books. Blending our lives was effortless. What I didn’t anticipate was that living together would only deepen my affection for her.

We were the perfect couple in my eyes, and some of my friends who met her thought the same. We cooked dinner together, binge-watched old sitcoms, and hosted game nights with her friends and mine.

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A couple hanging out with friends | Source: Midjourney

Olivia had this way of making the mundane feel special, and my friends loved her! After eight months, I knew she was the one! So, I planned another trip to a concert by the same band that was playing when we first met.

I was nervous when I bought the engagement ring, but we’d spoken about our future, and she’d excitedly revealed that she’d love to marry me and have children. That was all I needed to know. I hid the ring in my jacket and pulled it out at the perfect moment.

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A man looking at a wedding ring | Source: Midjourney

I proposed at the concert, the same band playing a love song we adored in the background, and she said yes without hesitation! I thought I was the luckiest man alive! But I should’ve known better than to rush into things so quickly.

Because things moved so fast between us, we hadn’t met each other’s families yet. But Olivia always spoke highly of her parents, describing them as “fun and old-school.” She mentioned they were excited about the engagement and wanted to meet me.

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A couple talking | Source: Midjourney

They planned a trip to visit us, and Olivia suggested celebrating our engagement with them at an upscale restaurant. I was nervous but eager to make a great impression.

The plan was that Olivia would meet my parents soon afterward. I spent the day preparing for the big day by getting my best suit pressed. I even rehearsed polite conversation and Googled ways to connect with potential in-laws.

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A man using his laptop | Source: Midjourney

When we finally arrived at the restaurant, my nerves started kicking in, but I brushed them off, knowing I’d come prepared. As we entered, Olivia helped ease my tension by squeezing my hand and whispering, “Relax, they’re going to love you just like I do.”

But from the moment her parents arrived, I knew this dinner wouldn’t be normal. As soon as we sat down and I was introduced to her parents, they made me regret ever coming.

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A couple sitting at a table | Source: Midjourney

Her father, Richard, was a broad-shouldered man with a commanding presence and a serious air about him. He barely acknowledged me as he took his seat. Her mother, Diane, adorned in enough jewelry to blind the waiter, gave me a quick once-over before turning to Olivia with a tight-lipped smile.

“So, Tommy, right?” Richard began. Without giving me a chance to respond, he said, “Let’s talk about your future roles now that you’re marrying our daughter.”

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A serious older man talking | Source: Midjourney

I smiled, thinking he was referring to becoming part of the family or shared traditions. Instead, he leaned back and said, “Olivia’s been dreaming of quitting her job to be a full-time homemaker. You’ll need to cover all the household expenses so she can focus on that.”

I blinked, unsure if I’d heard him correctly.

Diane chuckled, swirling her wine. “Oh, and don’t forget a little financial help for us wouldn’t hurt. Just a small monthly amount for your new in-laws—it’s the least a loving son-in-law can do, right?”

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A happy woman talking | Source: Midjourney

I froze in place, my smile faltering before I managed to squeak, “I’m sorry—what?”

Richard’s face remained stone-cold as he nodded as if the conversation was normal. “You want to marry into the family, right? So, you have to provide. Your wife shouldn’t have to work. And we’ll appreciate a modest amount for our pension from you as well.”

I glanced at Olivia, expecting her to laugh it off! But she only smiled sweetly and said, “It’s not a big deal, baby. Really. It’s how we’ve always done things in our family.”

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A happy woman | Source: Midjourney

The waiter conveniently appeared with our drinks, giving me a moment to process this insanity! I felt like I’d been sucker-punched and was struggling to catch my breath. But looking back, there were small things I ignored.

Olivia tended to brush off any serious conversations I wanted to have. Once, when we talked about finances, she laughed and said, “Oh, my parents have always told me I’d marry someone who’d take care of me.” I thought it was a joke, until now.

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A couple talking | Source: Midjourney

While everyone placed their food orders, I sat there in awe, mulling over what I’d just heard. When the waiter turned to me, I ordered the first thing I saw on the menu, completely dazed and consumed by what Olivia and her parents had told me.

After the waiter left, Richard continued as if he were negotiating a business merger. “It’s not just about you providing money, of course. My daughter deserves the lifestyle she’s grown accustomed to—vacations, fine dining, spa days, and such. You’ll need to buy her apartment from us too. We raised her with high standards, after all.”

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A serious man talking | Source: Midjourney

Diane leaned in. “And eventually, you’ll need a bigger place. This apartment is fine for now, but our grandchildren will need more space. And when we visit, we expect to have a bedroom dedicated to us.”

My appetite completely vanished as the food was served. Every word out of their mouths felt surreal, and so did the whole evening! I glanced at Olivia again, but she just sipped her wine, perfectly comfortable.

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A woman holding her wine | Source: Midjourney

I don’t remember what they spoke about for the rest of the dinner. I occasionally smiled, and I think I chipped in with some comments, but I wasn’t there mentally. When the check arrived, Richard didn’t even glance at it.

He made intense eye contact as he slid it toward me without a word. I paid, my hands trembling. The drive home was suffocatingly silent. Olivia fiddled with her engagement ring before finally breaking the silence.

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A woman sitting in the passenger’s seat of a car | Source: Midjourney

“So? What did you think of them?”

I gripped the steering wheel, choosing to handle the matter at hand once and for all. “Honestly? I think I can’t marry you.”

Her head snapped toward me. “What? Are you serious?”

I nodded. “Because this isn’t love, Olivia. It’s a business arrangement. Your parents want me to be their retirement plan, and you’re okay with that. That’s not the kind of life I want.”

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An upset man driving | Source: Midjourney

Her face twisted in disbelief. “You’re overreacting! It’s just how my family works! You said you loved me!”

“I do—or I did. But love doesn’t come with conditions like this,” I replied.

We argued all the way home. Olivia accused me of being cold, selfish, and unwilling to compromise. But in my mind, the decision was made. As soon as we got home, I packed my things. The same apartment that once felt so alive now felt like a cage.

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An upset man packing his clothes | Source: Midjourney

I moved in with my brother, Nate, for a while. He didn’t ask questions, just handed me a beer and let me sit in silence.

A week later, I bumped into one of Olivia’s friends, who told me her parents were livid, not because I’d broken their daughter’s heart, but because their financial plan had crumbled. That was all the confirmation I needed.

Olivia texted me a few times, saying I was throwing away something amazing. But I knew better. Love shouldn’t feel like a contract.

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A man looking at his phone | Source: Midjourney

Months passed, and I slowly started rebuilding my life. I joined a local hiking group, reconnected with old friends, and focused on myself. I learned that love isn’t just about how someone makes you feel, it’s about how they support you, challenge you, and grow with you.

Looking back, I realized that walking away was the best decision I ever made. Sometimes, the “perfect” person turns out to be perfect for all the wrong reasons.

And I’m okay with that.

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A happy man | Source: Midjourney

If that story had you going, then you’d love this one about a man’s fiancée who thought everything was perfect in their relationship until they went on holiday with his children. He suddenly abandoned the trio at the vacation hotel, leaving his fiancée to think the worst.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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