Rory
I'd found the company gym almost by accident during my second week, tucked into a corner of the building's lower level, and it had quickly become my favorite discovery of the entire internship for exactly one reason — nobody used it before six in the morning, which made it the closest thing I had left to a private locker room since arriving in this building.
Priya had mentioned it in passing my first week, complaining about how underused it was for something the company had clearly spent real money building — treadmills, a small weight room, showers tiled in the same expensive marble as the lobby upstairs. "Nobody comes down here except the die-hards," she'd said, "which around here is basically nobody. Corporate culture doesn't run on cardio." I'd thanked her for the tip and said n
