Leeme help you finish the story. ...


You were later called for the job. ..


Morals: do not loose hope

Interesting

So, u still typing the conclusion bah?

Where re the questions to this comprehension? Are we to answer all or three?

One major rule when attending a scheduled interview away from home where you reside is to travel a day before to save you the stress of traveling on the interview day.
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People might say... No where to spend the night' but when u get the job where would you stay?

Hmmmmm...

Part II

Was the trousers black or white? I am not understanding...

After all this kinda suffering and he makes it, one girl will now expect him to dish our d hard earned money anyhow?

this "we will get back to you". chain..I pity those people wey do interview with me shey...I was called back,but sorry were the the middle names of others.. simple " tell us about yourself" the novice they were telling Genesis and chronicles of their family...





even though I had no connection...I got the job
but the salary is something like the movie


24 hours.... e dey finish fiam

Eagerly waiting the end of the story. To tap from ur blessing

Lesson learnt message received....

I Love this story. Abeg comman finish what you have started ooh. Because I said I wont take my breakfast until I finish reading this story.

COme back here oooooooh.


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john107:
On the day of the interview, I woke up early. The distance to Onitsha from my home was roughly three hours. My interview was slated for 10:00am. I needed to catch an early bus. I arranged my documents in my bag, putting an extra shirt in case of any eventuality. I took my meal with taking water. I have had unpleasant experiences in previous journeys and I didn't want to take any risks. After all, a stitch in time saves nine. I hurriedly took my bath and put on my black shirt and white trousers. My belt was worn-out, so I had to borrow my brother's own. I contemplated on whether to put on a black tie or a red one. I wasn't comfortable putting on any. So, I put them in my bag. Just as I was about leaving the house, my mum advised me to carry an umbrella incase it rains. I heeded the advice, put the umbrella in my bag and bolted out of the house without tucking in my shirt.

I reached the park and made to pay for my ticket. The cashier, a beautiful fair lady noticed my dressing and begged me for a tip. I didn't know if it was a result of her beauty or because I was feeling good, but I gave her a tip of a hundred naira and took my seat at the lounge. It then dawned on me that I shouldn't have tipped her, as I still had some expenses to incur. It wasn't long before my bus ticket was called. I quickly headed to the restroom to drain whatever liquid was in my system. I tucked in my shirt and boarded the bus. I checked my time. It was a few minutes past seven. The guy who sat next to me was also going for an interview. He asked me repeatedly if I knew where Union bank was located in Asaba. His appointment was by 9:30. Just before the bus left, the driver informed us that he would maintain a speed limit of a hundred kilometers per hour as that was company policy. I prayed and hoped I would get to my destination by 10:00am. The driver kicked the ignition and the bus zoomed off.

Nice, I guess you followed GIGM

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john107:
I came out of the path and went in the direction those boys had pointed out to me, but I couldn't locate the company. I inquired from a man sitting outside his shop. He pointed a path out to me. I went towards the direction and saw the company name on a signpost. I noticed that it was a shop. I expected to see a big building. I wasn't convinced that I was at the right place. I walked passed the shop severally before I decided to enter. There was a guy and a lady sitting across a table whom I later found out to be the cashiers. I informed them that I was scheduled for an interview. They instructed me to wait as the manager was busy and offered me a chair to sit on. I noticed that the interviewer was busy with a female candidate. I was dejected; I cast my head down and waited for my turn.
At last, I heard the interviewer calling me. I went sluggishly and took my seat facing him. He asked me why I was late. I replied that I encountered some difficulties in locating the company hence my late arrival. He demanded for my cv and accompanying documents. He looked at me and commented that I looked very young. I had actually shaved, so I looked younger. He glanced through my cv and said he couldn't see any related accounting experience. I replied that had actually performed book-keeping duties in my uncles shop which I managed. He asked me why I didn't include it in my cv. I bit my lips in regret. 'Actually, I forgot to include it Sir' I replied.
Next, he asked me what I understood by Accounting. I gave him the definition which I had memorized sine my 200 level in the University. I also explained other areas of accounting such as costing, taxation and auditing. In the course of my explanation, I mentioned that small scale enterprises like his might not require auditing activities. I goofed. I had undermined the company. 'So, you think this company is a small scale organization?' he asked 'Erm, not necessarily, it should be medium scale' I replied nervously. He shook his head probably in disappointment.
'OK. What skills do you have to offer to our company? ' He asked. I told him I was learning web design during my youth service and would have gone further if not for ruthless and miserable thieves who stole my laptop. He was not satisfied with my answer and explained how a certain lady learnt French and Spanish during her youth service. Next, he asked me what I intended to do for the company if I was employed. I promised to embark on 'aggressive marketing campaigns on diverse platforms so as to move the company forward. He cautioned me to be careful on the kind of words I use.
He reminded me once again that I didn't have the relevant accounting experience needed to perform the job. I tried to persuade him of my competence. I gave him definitions of asset, liabilities, statement of financial position and all the accounting terminologies I could think of.
He seemed not to be satisfied with my answers and gave me the dreaded 'We will get back to you' reply. He then asked me to write my application letter and wished me good luck. I sighed and got up from the chair dissapointed. I had missed an opportunity due to my lack of preparation and unseriousness. I handed my application letter to him and stormed out of the office dejected.
I returned home that day feeling depressed. For three consecutive days, I felt bad. I had to motivate myself and promised to improve knowing that 'Failure is not fatal and success is not final, it is the courage to continue that counts!

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olayinkajnr:

Nice, I guess you followed GIGM

I followed Agofure motors

olayinkajnr:

Nice, I guess you followed GIGM

I followed Agofure motors

LegendaryArnold:
Was the trousers black or white? I am not understanding...

It was black but the colour had faded

Lol! The way this story just dey flow makes me remember English comprehension passages of those days.

Nice one OP, you try.

john107:
I followed Agofure motors

They have same way of operating with GIGM

LegendaryArnold:
Was the trousers black or white? I am not understanding...

as in eh....am confused myself

You write very very well, bro. I hope you go far in your career. Best wishes.

ChiefSweetus:
You write very very well, bro. I hope you go far in your career. Best wishes.

Thanks

i really love how the guy was able to narrate his experience, i was just imagining every of this move with my mind's eye.

ur a good writer, you should consider writing as a career.

Hmmmm,what an interesting story?

Funny experience

Really educating,sorry about your experience tho and thanks for sharing.

john107:
It was black but the colour had faded

sorry,is this the end?

Interesting storyline OP. Wehdone sir!

Soft werk!

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My first interview experience .
I got a mail and a call from a company in Lagos, about 500km from where I was residing Abuja.
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I was optimistic. I prepared and got myself ready.
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I travelled, the day came, no interview fever I was ready!
After waiting for a while, It was my turn to get in, I met about six of them in the room including the CEO and HR.
Interview went well and positive, we negotiated pay and I was to get a formal letter of appointment from the HR the following week. I left fulfilled.
Days went,weeks, months and years today. I didn’t get any sort of feedback from them. I didn’t want to seem desperate so I left them. I’m glad today I never did.
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With the knowledge I travelled far and made some commitments to show up for the interview, they never cared to give me any feedback whatsoever.
I am glad I didn’t get to work with that company and I never will.
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My reservation is why invite people for interviews, test – make them travel and never see need for a polite gesture of feedback?
This is the ugliest part of a recruitment process, to all recruiters, every candidate deserves a feedback don’t treat them with contempt!
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I’m concerned about graduates facing this today,is it fair?
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Hahahahhahaha.. still can't stop laughing. One of the most interesting and funniest real life experience I've ever read on Nairaland. More power to your elbow bro!