Well the story ain't done yet till you tell thenameofthecompany

Wow.

I guess Integrity was what they were looking for.

Really

heheheheheheheeee
OP....i salute your well articulated writeup,it's been ages i read anything with good grammar on NL

Bennyzino:
Well the story ain't done yet till you tell thenameofthecompany

You try well well... You wan apply, shey?

If this is not a story, then is a great lesson for everybody.

morereb10:
If this is not a story, then is a great lesson for everybody.

It is a story bro.

I have written unsupervised job tests. The tension alone won't let You concentrate, let alone cheat.

Best thread i visited today. kudos to op.

Hmmmm! Before I could read mid way the movie "The Exam" came to my remembrance. Its a must watch. Anyway thank God for seeing you through that stage.

gsleek:
better than Nollywood. #suspense.........But let's be realistic, chukwuli for job test? Who does that?

Bros e dey happen.
Something similar happened to me, I faced the interview but still got the chicks number after we left the building

Dude just did a simple marketing of a movie wasere....off to youtube to watch "The Exam"

prelinctus:
Op, this story is fabricated.

. Just learn from it. Even if u think its fabricated.

SexyNairalander:

it's so sad they didn't notice it was a set up. . .it's well sha. . .

What is the essence of an examination? why would they think the room was not bugged?
most offices have hidden cameras,leaving the candidates by themselves was a setup..they should have known!

Dioxidane:


You try well well... You wan apply, shey?

Yes pls
Post the link to benz3n@yahoo.com

Interesting.... Wishing you all the best bro.

Same thing happend to me in my current company they came and asked everyone out leaving me and a lady behind and we were given the job both of us.

They were actually watching us on camera unknown to us all and funny enough at the reception me and the babe got talking and even exchange contact and we gisted well like we knew before, when we entered the conference room.. we sat close ..she sat at my right side ...but funny enough we did not ulter a word to each other even though the test no be beans lol...

Nice experience thou...
Pray you get the job bro

Dioxidane:
So I went for a job interview/test today at a manufacturing company and a very hilarious/scary scene played out before me.

I woke up in the morning and my head was banging like a 2 by 2 plywood was hit on it. Even the panadol I took did nothing to relieve me - the headache was dancing 'skelewu' around it.

When I got to the company and after normal security checks for invitations, I went in and saw others that were also invited. I realized that I was the last person to come in 'cos no other person came after me.

I did a head count and we were 20 persons - 13 guys and 7 ladies. And yeah, the 'chicks' were fine like hell.

I wasn't in any mood to 'chyke' any girl because of my headache, so I went on 'lock-up' mode, after all I came for a job test not to scoop girls. Other sharp guys were already in intimated conversations with some of the ladies.

Not too long after I came in, two men came and ushered us into a conference room. 'Damn, this is what I call a 5-star conference room', I thought.

The conference room was so posh and it's air conditioning could freeze ones brains out. The setting of the company was pristine, with everywhere looking so upper class. I never knew there were companies like that in Nigeria apart from oil companies. I even saw an 'ATM plaza' in the company! Imagine! I told myself I was going to get a job in that company whether the devil was comfortable with it or not.

After pep talks and collecting our CV's, the two men began distributing the test questions. There were 30 questions in all and we were to answer them in 1 hour. It was boldly written on it. 'Wow, very organized coy', I thought.

Looking at the questions, I was shocked! I knew the answers to some questions, I forgot the answers to some, I could manipulate some, but there were some I just didn't know!

I raised my head and realized the two men were no more in the conference room and the door was shut. The whole room was silent. I guess the others realized it at that same point, 'cos they began raising their heads and the guys that already had rapports with some of the ladies, in wanting to be 'caring', began asking the ladies if they could answer the questions and that if they didn't know any, they should simply ask.

Moments later, different talks began flying around in whispers: 'Do you know the answer to number 13?' 'I thought it's supposed to be on quantitative analysis.' 'No, it's qualitative analysis.' 'How do convert that value to inches?' 'Jeez, I've forgotten that formular'. 'I think it's height times r square'. 'Are you sure?' 'I can't remember exactly, but it should be something like that.'

I was still on 'lock-up' mode so I didn't talk to anyone. I just concentrated on my test while listening to words flying around, hoping that the answers to the ones I didn't know would drop.

I also wondered why we were left without supervision. 'Or was there a camera in here?', I thought. I looked around and saw a contraption in the ceiling, blinking a red light. It definitely didn't look like a camera!

We've already spent 30minutes. I had answered about 15 questions - the ones I was sure of. I looked around and saw some guys browsing on their phones, obviously checking the answers online. And being 'good guys', they were dishing out answers to some ladies too. 'Damn you PHCN!', I thought. I had already answered the questions I knew. I should have checked the others online and gotten the answers easily. I would have even had the opportunity to confirm the ones I had already answered. The battery in my phone was flat!

The lady sitting beside me was feeding off answers from the guy beside her. I was about asking her if she had answered (or 'obtained' the answer) to question 22 when the two men who issued the test walked in with 4 fierce looking security officers.

'You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, stand up!' One of them barked out. I was shocked! 8 persons were asked to stand up and I was among the 'yous'. And to think I didn't talk to or with anyone and I didn't cheat in any way, I was beginning to get angry.

The next words I heard were a relieve. 'The rest of you, drop your scripts and get out! Your test is over!'



Jeez, so they watching us after all! Some began begging, especially the ladies, but the sight of the fierce officers man-handling one of the guys that wanted to protest their action did something to calm their nerves.

Few minutes later, the conference room was quiet again. One of the men told us we had 15 minutes more and they left almost immediately. We were 6 guys and 2 ladies left. When they left, I looked around and everyone concentrated on his or her work. I was already done with the ones I knew and manipulated the ones I could.

Exactly 15minutes later, the men came and collected our scripts and told us they would get back to us.

I did my best. I pray I scale through, but I learnt a very vital lesson which other job seekers too could learn. I'm not going to mention the lessons. Decipher it yourself.

Lest I forget, try watching the movie 'THE EXAM' if you've not already done so.

Dioxidane

cc: Igwe Lalastica

YOUNG MAN U SHOULD BE ARRESTED FOR HOLDING US ON SUSPENSE,U GAT US THERE MAN

Bennyzino:

Yes pls Post the link to benz3n@yahoo.com

Lemme just post it here... www.youaresittingonalongthing.com

we are all contestants in a race, why d hell would i help u? to beat me to the prize

its funny: how graduates cant simply decipher that was the first test (leaving em alone)

I have watched that movie. I had to watch it twice to really understand the movie. A great movie!

The fact that there was nobody monitoring the conduct of the test is enough reason to behave well most especially the room is not your regular classroom where you know the surrounding.

Anyway, the message is clear.

Dats gud, wish u success

Dioxidane:
So I went for a job interview/test today at a manufacturing company and a very hilarious/scary scene played out before me.

I woke up in the morning and my head was banging like a 2 by 2 plywood was hit on it. Even the panadol I took did nothing to relieve me - the headache was dancing 'skelewu' around it.

When I got to the company and after normal security checks for invitations, I went in and saw others that were also invited. I realized that I was the last person to come in 'cos no other person came after me.

I did a head count and we were 20 persons - 13 guys and 7 ladies. And yeah, the 'chicks' were fine like hell.

I wasn't in any mood to 'chyke' any girl because of my headache, so I went on 'lock-up' mode, after all I came for a job test not to scoop girls. Other sharp guys were already in intimated conversations with some of the ladies.

Not too long after I came in, two men came and ushered us into a conference room. 'Damn, this is what I call a 5-star conference room', I thought.

The conference room was so posh and it's air conditioning could freeze ones brains out. The setting of the company was pristine, with everywhere looking so upper class. I never knew there were companies like that in Nigeria apart from oil companies. I even saw an 'ATM plaza' in the company! Imagine! I told myself I was going to get a job in that company whether the devil was comfortable with it or not.

After pep talks and collecting our CV's, the two men began distributing the test questions. There were 30 questions in all and we were to answer them in 1 hour. It was boldly written on it. 'Wow, very organized coy', I thought.

Looking at the questions, I was shocked! I knew the answers to some questions, I forgot the answers to some, I could manipulate some, but there were some I just didn't know!

I raised my head and realized the two men were no more in the conference room and the door was shut. The whole room was silent. I guess the others realized it at that same point, 'cos they began raising their heads and the guys that already had rapports with some of the ladies, in wanting to be 'caring', began asking the ladies if they could answer the questions and that if they didn't know any, they should simply ask.

Moments later, different talks began flying around in whispers: 'Do you know the answer to number 13?' 'I thought it's supposed to be on quantitative analysis.' 'No, it's qualitative analysis.' 'How do convert that value to inches?' 'Jeez, I've forgotten that formular'. 'I think it's height times r square'. 'Are you sure?' 'I can't remember exactly, but it should be something like that.'

I was still on 'lock-up' mode so I didn't talk to anyone. I just concentrated on my test while listening to words flying around, hoping that the answers to the ones I didn't know would drop.

I also wondered why we were left without supervision. 'Or was there a camera in here?', I thought. I looked around and saw a contraption in the ceiling, blinking a red light. It definitely didn't look like a camera!

We've already spent 30minutes. I had answered about 15 questions - the ones I was sure of. I looked around and saw some guys browsing on their phones, obviously checking the answers online. And being 'good guys', they were dishing out answers to some ladies too. 'Damn you PHCN!', I thought. I had already answered the questions I knew. I should have checked the others online and gotten the answers easily. I would have even had the opportunity to confirm the ones I had already answered. The battery in my phone was flat!

The lady sitting beside me was feeding off answers from the guy beside her. I was about asking her if she had answered (or 'obtained' the answer) to question 22 when the two men who issued the test walked in with 4 fierce looking security officers.

'You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, stand up!' One of them barked out. I was shocked! 8 persons were asked to stand up and I was among the 'yous'. And to think I didn't talk to or with anyone and I didn't cheat in any way, I was beginning to get angry.

The next words I heard were a relieve. 'The rest of you, drop your scripts and get out! Your test is over!'



Jeez, so they watching us after all! Some began begging, especially the ladies, but the sight of the fierce officers man-handling one of the guys that wanted to protest their action did something to calm their nerves.

Few minutes later, the conference room was quiet again. One of the men told us we had 15 minutes more and they left almost immediately. We were 6 guys and 2 ladies left. When they left, I looked around and everyone concentrated on his or her work. I was already done with the ones I knew and manipulated the ones I could.

Exactly 15minutes later, the men came and collected our scripts and told us they would get back to us.

I did my best. I pray I scale through, but I learnt a very vital lesson which other job seekers too could learn. I'm not going to mention the lessons. Decipher it yourself.

Lest I forget, try watching the movie 'THE EXAM' if you've not already done so.

Dioxidane

cc: Igwe Lalastica

From the start i actually thought you were telling the movie in your own words....................hmmmm, interesting...........that movie is creepy

Dioxidane:


Lemme just post it here...
www.youaresittingonalongthing.com

Ok o

You have not gotten the job yet o

People like you will splash water on pedestrians.

Stop being hilarious

what a relief.... ikebe don put those guys for wahala.

Hey!U dey vex me ooo walahi

joystickextendr:
hmmmm okay








Meanwhile are u having problems with your joystick size or having premature ejac?? Check my profile/signature

Bennyzino:


Ok o

You have not gotten the job yet o

People like you will splash water on pedestrians.

Stop being hilarious

LolzzZ... Don't mind me, just kidding... There was no online application for the job... It was a kinda 'semi-inhouse' recruitment stuff, and I was referred/recommended...

Dioxidane:


LolzzZ... Don't mind me, just kidding... There was no online application for the job... It was a kinda 'semi-inhouse' recruitment stuff, and I was referred/recommended...

LOBATAN!

Dioxidane:


LolzzZ... Don't mind me, just kidding... There was no online application for the job... It was a kinda 'semi-inhouse' recruitment stuff, and I was referred/recommended...

Aii

All the best

FriedPlantain:
Emmysteve my nigga, how far na. You still dey KD? E don tey wey I jam your post last for nairaland o.

My brother i dey fine o, i still dey Kd how man pikin go do na. Aaah I dey post small small na lol