Watching the interns scramble for approval at the office today was like watching puppies fight for a treat. So eager. So desperate. There's one girl, fresh out of college, all wide-eyed and hoping for a mentor. She keeps offering to get my coffee. I let her. I'll let her think she's earning goodwill, maybe even a recommendation, until I need a fall girl for a project that goes south. It's not cruelty; it's resource management. Everyone has a use, even if it's just as a shield. The only thing more satisfying than manipulating a room is coming home, pouring a drink, and remembering the look on that last guy's face when I told him his cock wasn't worth the Uber ride home. Some resources aren't worth the extraction cost.