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My Hilarious Job Hunting Story ;D by ggrin(f): 4:05am On Aug 18, 2014
My Hilarious Job Hunting Story [Very Funny]
A friend once swore she was going to help me get a job.
Few days after, I received a call from one lady while I was having my hair washed at a saloon. She told me my friend spoke to her about me and she requested we meet at a named 3 star hotel immediately or lose the ‘big opportunity’ for a job. With my hair still dripping wet, I dashed home and changed into something decent. As soon as I got there, someone directed me to the hotel’s garden. Seated there were 3 guys and a lady. All of them wore a yellow t-shirt and they were fiddling with a laptop.
Oh, so I’m going to be registering SIM cards for MTN, I thought.
The first question she asked was if I am a computer literate.
“Yes” I quickly responded.
“Great! I’m actually a HR officer. My client will conduct the interview herself but I had to meet you first to be sure I’m recommending the right person..”
“I am the right person ma” I affirmed.
“Are you born again??” She asked.
That question knocked me off my feet.
Judging from that, It was obvious I was going to be an accountant for Deeper Life Church.
“Yes..I’m born again ma.” I replied trying not to mince words.
“Beautiful!!” She exclaimed.
“Your interview is going to be at No bla bla bla by 9am on Saturday…its a new plaza in town. I don’t need to go into the details of the job but I’m positive you’re going to love it. Send your CV to bla bla bla mail. Also make copies of all your credentials and take it along. And pleases do something about that hair before Saturday. First impression matters you know.” she added.
End of first interview. I heaved a sigh of relief and left the hotel.
Friday morning, sickness struck. Headache, fever remixed with cold and catarrh.
I contemplated between using the little money I had to make my hair or using the money to buy drugs and LIVE.
“Make your hair, get the job and use your salary to buy a pharmacy.” The devil commanded.
If I pass the interview, the sickness might disappear out of excitement, I thought.
The next morning, I was on my way to the interview with the most painful Ghana braids on my hair. My bad health was not helping matters.
To be honest, the malaria had me looking like a fairly used chicken.
I also went with a Ghana must go bag of all my certificates (except my death certificate) only to realise it was a small ugly, stuffy bookshop without a standing/ceiling fan to cool down my temper.
My temper at that point was capable of boiling yam for a family of 3.
If I had my way, I would have tattooed the meaning of plaza on the HR forehead. Smh
My potential employer had not arrived yet so I used the opportunity to peruse the books on a dusty shelf.
A couple of Joyce Meyer books, books on wildlife, one Daily Manna devotional, Igbo men success stories books, history books, a couple of encyclopedia, and some other random boring looking books.
By 9:30, Madam CEO arrived and the interview process commenced.
She fired me a number of JAMB questions like she was sent to hire me as an accountant for Aso Rock.
As God would have it, I impressed her.
Then she began her speech…
“This plastic chair you are sitting on is going to be your office shocked. You are to report from Monday to Saturday and your job runs from 8am to 6pmshocked.”
Before I could utter, what time will I use to search for a husband then?undecided
She cut me and continued her cool story.
“You are the customer care representative, office assistant, and marketer of this place.”
Upon hearing that, I had to peep at the wall mirror to check whether I have three heads. Does this woman think my head is 3 in one or what?
She went on…
“You would also assist Lilian, the sales girl in drawing accounts. Every Wednesday is marketing days. You are to take some of the books to churches, banks and offices to sell them. These are nice books so its going to be easy for you. That should enable you network.”
Wonderful! With this sort of job, my salary should be such that I would be able to ride a Buggati to my village in 6 months time.
She was not done with me…
As a customer care rep, you have to try to read all the books in this shop. People will call to request information about one book or the other that’s why.”
My head harddrive had crashed upon hearing that.
Are you kidding me? Woman, I don’t even read sign board these days!
I didn’t want to hear more.
“How much is my salary?” I deadpanned
She paced around for a few seconds before dropping the bombshell.
“Salary is N10000!”shocked
The last time I checked, Nigeria abolished slavery.
I broke into laughter. A laughter of misery and frustration.angry
To add insult to the injury, she began to yak on how there are no jobs in Nigeria. In her words “I better accept the offer. People will kill to have this job.”undecided
Even if I were silly enough to take the shitty job, my transportation to and fro the bookshop was roughly N8000 a month. Tithe is 1k. Basically, I’ll go home with 1K every month at my age, stage and relationship status?sad
Waste of Ghana braids!
I just wanted to loosen my braids there in her office and force her to swallow the attachment.angry
“Thank you madam for your offer!” I muttered.
If I had spent an extra minute in there, I would have probably be tumbling down the book shelves.
I packed what was left of my dignity and sicknesses and hurried out of her book kiosk.
As for my friend, we’ve not spoken to ourselves since then.angry
Re: My Hilarious Job Hunting Story ;D by confidant: 5:43am On Aug 18, 2014
@OP you know within you that this is a plagiarized work. I didn't want to comment but it is high time we stopped taking people's work as ours. It has never helped Nigeria and it won't start now.

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Re: My Hilarious Job Hunting Story ;D by nenergy(m): 6:44am On Aug 18, 2014
@OP This post made front page this week. Please always quote your source. smiley
Re: My Hilarious Job Hunting Story ;D by obiscolly(m): 6:54am On Aug 18, 2014
Okk...this is no coincidence grin ggrin I hope all is well with you this morning Na so e dey start ooo lipsrsealed
Re: My Hilarious Job Hunting Story ;D by Lorlaahlozz: 11:42am On Aug 18, 2014
cheesy cheesy grin
Re: My Hilarious Job Hunting Story ;D by leonard509(m): 4:03pm On Aug 19, 2014
ggrin: My Hilarious Job Hunting Story [Very Funny]
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I contemplated between using the little money I had to make my hair or using the money to buy drugs and LIVE.
“Make your hair, get the job and use your salary to buy a pharmacy.” The devil commanded.
If I pass the interview, the sickness might disappear out of excitement, I thought..angry
Lmfao,,.

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