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The Cues Were In Sight by Divepen1(m): 6:52am On Dec 10, 2015
By Akintayo Akinjide
The Cues Were In Sight.
When one steps into a room with a working Air
Conditioner, the skin immediately detects the
change in temperature. Even the nose is not
Ebuka felt the cold internally. And the eyes of the
people he saw almost made him run back. They
were not smiling, they looked at him as if he was
the badluck they've been praying would be gone
from their lives.
He swallowed as he moved near the chair.' Good
' Good Morning, Mr.... Ebuka...'
He moved towards the seat. That was his first
interview since the day he was born. He never
gotten the chance to attend any interview in his
University days- he pratically ran from them.
He was about to sit, when he saw the pupil of one
the interviewers dilated. He knew what that meant.
He had read it somewhere. Yes, he had read it
It was one of the stories he read on Nigerian
Writers' Hub.
He stood aright. He moved near the chair and
stood still. One of the interviewers raised the upper
part of face, another released a deep breathe and
he knew he was right.
' Please have your seat', a fat man said, grumpily.
' Thank you sir'.
' So can we know you'.
Immediately, he remembered reading ' The Best
Interview answers'. He smiled. He felt happiness
run through his bloodstream, he smiled again,
snickered, and smiled again. The book was one of
the 10 books he had to read as a Finalist in the
Insightt Organisation(in his University day) in four
weeks. And it entailed the best 50 ways to answer
this questions.
Then the interview proper came on and he
answered to his best knowledge, watching the
' I like you...' A woman said, nodding severally,
her eyes squinted as she bent to write something.
He smiled again. And took in a deep breathe.
' Good', a lanky man said. Ebuka had been hoping
this man would talking.
He read it somewhere that when you subtly imitate
your interviewers, they like you. He smiled again.
And he was ready to mimick this man too as he
had done for others.
' So tell me. How will you put an Elephant in a
He felt like shouting. He felt like running out of the
room in excitement. He felt like...God! Tears
formed in his eyes in excitement. He never
believed this. Books were making his day go
smoothly. He felt like crying.
' I'll cut the Elephant into the freezer'.
The man stared at him. And that rattled him. He
sat straight in his seat. His heartbeat increased.
Had he done something wrong? He wanted to give
another answer. He swallowed hard as the man
watched him. There was no gesture to copy from
the man. If he suddenly changed to the man's way
of sitting, the people in the room would notice and
that was not good according to one of those
psychology books he read.
He held himself from talking. He must exhibit
The man sat straight.
' Please go outside and wait with others'.
Ebuke knew he should have talked.He should have
said something else.But the article he read on
Nigerian Writers' Hub made it clear that if he filled
the gap he was just blabbering.
After everyone had been given a letter and he
didn't get any, he knew he was wrong with
somethings. At that time, he wasn't sure he got all
the answers he thought he got. Maybe, he was
talking too fast that they didn't hear what he said
' Mr. Ebuka Izuchucku, please come to the
interview room'.
Second chance. He must not make any mistake.
' It would be wrong to decieve you. You're the last
person we would be interviewing and you are really
good. I don't how you did it but you intrigue us
all. It would be a waste of time to tell you to come
back. So, we would like to discuss your salary
Till they finished talking, the only thought that
flashed on his mind was 'God bless Nigerian
Writers' Hubs'.

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