koladecollins: Hello peeps! Does anyone have any personal information or experience about agro traders limited located in Akure, Ondo State. Got an invite for an interview and couldn't really get much from their website. please treat as urgent.

Thanks.

timyoghurt: I had an interview some days ago which was really went on well from the start until we got to the 'how much do you want as salary' question and I said an amount of 400% increase of my present salary and the interviewer asked me to introduce her to such institutions that pay such if I eventually see one



when i got out I was shocked at her response and I was embarrassed at myself coz the amount I mentioned was high compared to my present income
why I did that was because I was tired of changing jobs so I just wanted a job that could give me what I wanted.

chibuking1: Hehehe.... I went for an interview , wer i was asked d longest distanc have driven, i lied ....lagos to ibadan, .....na im dey ask me....,wats d distance......na im i talk 50km(somtn wey pple wey no dey drive sabi say e pass 100km)....chei!... D interviewer giv me second look , come ask me @ wat speed do i driv, make im dey sure say i sabi werin b speedomerer, i tell am 110km/h. On hiways.. Im calm down!...... Well , God stil dey sha!,...lesson.. Neva lie on somtn u cant figure out in 2secs

timyoghurt: I had an interview some days ago which was really went on well from the start until we got to the 'how much do you want as salary' question and I said an amount of 400% increase of my present salary and the interviewer asked me to introduce her to such institutions that pay such if I eventually see one



when i got out I was shocked at her response and I was embarrassed at myself coz the amount I mentioned was high compared to my present income
why I did that was because I was tired of changing jobs so I just wanted a job that could give me what I wanted.

bukkylink:
Ok, so I just graduated from school and told a couple of friends that I needed a job, one Saturday morning, a friend called me that her former boss who was starting his own company will be interviewing some applicant by 10am that same day at Ikeja. I was so unprepared I don't have a single cooperate wear cos all my cloth were skimpy undergraduate wears, the closest to it was a secondhand slim-fitted shirt and a very tight black trouser I wore on campus, unfortunately no light to Iron it and time was against me but I managed to look my best in it, together with my 3years old rugged shoe which has a bad heel that announced every step I take due to the protruding iron from it.
I manage to get there an hour late, upon entering the office I was shocked to see about 50 applicants all dressed in neatly ironed suits and perfectly polished shoes. I stood at the entrance for almost a minute with so many thought in my head am I at the right place? Should I just go back home? What post am I even applying for? I went out to check the address just to be sure I'm at the right place then went back in, looked for a place to sit beside a lady who was not seriously dressed like the others and waited for my turn, luckily, the lady asked if I've written my name I said no and she signaled the beautiful secretary dressed in a smart Red suit skirt she wrote my name, asked for my CV and application letter, that was when I realised I don't have an application letter then she ask which position did I apply for? Again, I don't know, she said how did I hear about the interview I told her the truth that a friend referred me to one of their director so she advised me to call the friend to notify the director that I'm around which she did. All the while all attention was on me I went back to my seat asked the lady beside me how she got to know about the interview and she told me their was a full page advert on Guardian NP!!! I asked her what position she applied for and she said cleaner/office assistance at that moment I realised how bad my dressing was. Eventually I was called in and my heartbeat increased, I was sweating like I just finished a marathon. As I was about to open the door to the conference room, I was lost in thought that I dint know when I did the sign of the cross 3 times and all the other applicants started laughing at me. Upon entering the conference room, seated were six richly looking men in their 50s at that moment I forgot everything I had rehearsed all I could think of is I can't impress these men, the A/C suddenly became too cold for me I started shivering and my palms were all wet I resolve to do my best and leave. I gave them my application letter for marketing position and my CV the MD asked a simple question have you market anything b4? I innocently answered 'yes I used to market underwear when I was in school' then he asked me do you know what we do here? Also, I said you represent a popular international manufacturer of electronics brand' then he asked apart from underwear what else have you sold? I told him I helped my aunty to sell cloth at Idumota, he laughed, looked at my CV then asked me how much am I expecting as salary and I felt not to scare them away so I asked for a very cheap amount. At last they asked me to wait outside. On getting back to the waiting room all other applicant were surprise to see me wait when those that appear better than I am had left. To cut a very long story short I was employed together with some other brilliant, good looking and experienced applicants. That was my fist Job in 2005

I use to be ashame of talking about them, i guess am talking about them because am some steps up the ladder now.

The first was immediately after my service year it was a big one the pay figure (like i gathered)  was  mouth watering and i was already calculating what i will do with the money and at that time i needed money bad.
on the D-day i was ask to read a paragraph from a book and yours truly was shaking all over like a leave on water it was so embarrassing, it never happened to me before. Believe me, am  very bold and good with presentations.

The cause
My head was calculating the pay and suddenly a fear of what will happen if i don't get the job gripped me

Lessons
1. Never count your chicks before they harsh
2. Go to the interview with a sport mind set  i.e you either win or loss
3. Don't  place all your value on the monetary aspect alone

My second experience was with a bank, i was just not prepared. I got the invitation  a day before the interview
and a dress code was specified.  I went in an oversized suit the top different from the bottom. The first thing the interviewer asked me was if am for the interview  

Lessons
1. Always be prepared, do all you can and leave the rest to God
2. Get all the tips on dress code here.

I use to be ashame of talking about them, i guess am talking about them because am some steps up the ladder now.

The first was immediately after my service year it was a big one the pay figure (like i gathered)  was  mouth watering and i was already calculating what i will do with the money and at that time i needed money bad.
on the D-day i was ask to read a paragraph from a book and yours truly was shaking all over like a leave on water it was so embarrassing, it never happened to me before. Believe me, am  very bold and good with presentations.

The cause
My head was calculating the pay and suddenly a fear of what will happen if i don't get the job gripped me

Lessons
1. Never count your chicks before they harsh
2. Go to the interview with a sport mind set  i.e you either win or loss
3. Don't  place all your value on the monetary aspect alone

My second experience was with a bank, i was just not prepared. I got the invitation  a day before the interview
and a dress code was specified.  I went in an oversized suit the top different from the bottom. The first thing the interviewer asked me was if am for the interview  

Lessons
1. Always be prepared, do all you can and leave the rest to God
2. Get all the tips on dress code here.

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