Its was a very lovely Morning,
As the sun rose from the eastern part of my geographical region
I woke up, praying to God for a new flourishing day because my yesterday was as cold as ice.
I looked at the clock it was 10:45 am, Gosh! I woke up late as expected and I have a job interview by 8:00am, I guess Miss Rita must be waiting.
I hurriedly ran into the bathroom without hesitation, leaving my bed undressed, I brushed my teeth and had my bathe, I cleaned up and wore my only expensive boutique suit, looking clean and green, I ironed it my self, now what next! I put on my shoes already polished running out with my suitcase and my Tie un knotted, I had no car and I have to wait to board a transport, its Lagos state the trafic like maimi.
I hold grasp my suitcase filled with files with my kneels now knotting my tie anxiously like a dying minute time in a competition.
Finally its knotted, I had no mirror to glance my appearance,
Suddenly I got a ride to the ikoyi Airport and then I stoped and paid the taxi man a hundred and fity naira #150, well that was my last naira notes, I walked in majestically into the reception, and asked the receptionist "good morning miss, I came for Miss Rita" she said " good morning sir, wow she just steped in not quite long" really I exhaled in relief, "so can I see her?" I asked; "yes you can" she replied.
I walked into Miss Rita's office without resitation and majestically, I didn't even care to knock, I pushed the door and it opened then when I saw Miss Rita, I felt professionally Hot. ............ To be continued. Part 2 is coming soon

You didn't care to knock ? Why ? Good story though !

Liking tthis. Please continue.

Bro wia ar thou?

Going for interview..nd no courtesy to knock..lolzzzz! Ride on nd dont keep us waiting