Our intern quit.

Yesterday was the climactic day in which I completely lost my cool. I'm not proud of it. I might have been harsh. But disappointed was what I was mostly. Especially because I gave her a second chance she never seemed really grateful for.

I mean, she didn't actually think that it would be okay to e-mail and chat all day and neglect her work when I made it clear that I was ready to help her with what she didn't understand. I shouldn't have to threaten to take away her internship project in order to get her to see how serious I am, should I? I should be able to express my displeasure in her spending two days doing absolutely nothing productive, right?

I kind of feel like an evil person. I made her cry (well only once, Marcel evoked tears three times). But on the other hand, I strongly feel that if you don't know the most basic of basic HTML and CSS, rely solely on the code that Dreamweaver and ImageReady spit out at you, aren't willing to push yourself to get a grasp of what you don't understand, and take every bit of criticism as a personal attack, you will never make it in this business.

Mark and Nienke kept saying we should let her go, but Marcel and I wanted to make it work. It hasn't.

And I feel really bad about it too.