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kingsamm:
ClassCaptain Where this man dey? Come and finish what you started o

I day around now boss

Episode 3


I was on my way to the center building when something crossed my mind.. The man’s behaviour might have been a test ...yes.. a test by the company to test our patience against insults from customers and our bosses and our ability to withstand pressure and be humble.. A smile beamed upon my face immediately.

It seemed like i passed the test .. i was so joyous.. i quickly turned back and went out ,ignoring the security man question of where i was heading to..

By the time i came back , i no come back alone.. I came back with hundred naira fried akara and bread with a chilled coke which i bought from a nearby store. I offered the yeye man who initially refused and threatened to send me out for not replying him when he asked where i was going..

At the end of the day,baba collected the food.

I don't want it to waste ni ooo, dats why oo.. i dont want your money to waste...

No sir, just something to cool off sir.

He then prayed for me to succeed in the interview and emphasized that it is people like me that they want in this company and God should please make them pick me..He told me to quickly join the others in the building as candidates that arrive a minute after 10 will not be attended to.. i quickly thanked him and rushed inside as baba sat down to dismantle the meal.

That singular feat i just did made me extremely happy and confident , it seemed like i had just passed another of the company’s many tests.i was quite sure that the security was a test and an hidden camera might have been set to capture all our acs that day. Ntor, I win una

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Episode 2


If you know get money, hide your face.." Omo better ye masun .eh ..gbakoyo...yee masun..bere Jo ..GBE GBE ri....


... Awe ,Awe, Mr man , mr man

.I heard a voice call me and at the same time, a pat at the back. I unplugged the earpiece and looked back.

‘haha , oga oo, you are just going in like a fool, is this your fathers house

I was shocked at this obviously unnecessary outburst but as i slowly removed the earpiece from my phone, i kept my calm and quickly observed the homosapiens who had the effrontery to call me a fool. . i noticed that he was in uniform..

"i have been calling you to come , come but the kini you plug at the head iss not allow you to gbo nkan nkan" ".. the Man said harshly,frowning his face as brown saliva trooped out of his brown and kolanut stained dentition.

"I am sorry sir," - i said ,determined not to allow anyone spoil my elated spirit this morning.

‘ sorry for yourself, i even thought you were a staff here, so what are you here for ??
‘ am here for the interview sir , and .......
‘... hmnn hmm, you will know them, coming to an interview with earpiece plugged in, slowpoke..

Hahaa, kini de gan ??

i was starting to get irritated at the way the half baked security man was addressing me but then i remembered i have been searching for a good job for the past 3 years now and am not getting younger .This is still the most delicious offer i have gotten yet.. if i mess up this chance, i may end up like the gateman and start transferring aggression to job seekers in my company .. God forbid .....no, i will keep my peace.

Am sorry sir
Sorry for yourself , just go straight to that building in the center
The white one
No , the pink one, see yeye question
Am sorry sir
Better go before its too late
Thank you sir...

dimexilux:
classcaptain where are you oooo

am here

I walked majestically into the venue of the interview ,no 17 gucci close off puppihush street, port Harcourt , Rivers state , west Africa at about 9 45am GMT +1 that fateful day. My ears plunged into Small doctor's Penalty.

GBE GBE ri GBE ri GBE , GBE GBE re GBE re GBE ..oya GBE GBE ri GBE ri GBE..if you know get ..... The melodious music blasted into cochlea via my 250 naira white apple earpiece which I have been managing with one ear working for the last two months.


My okrika shoes been dey shine well well, as i polished am well with the combination of kiwi and lude black polish. The previous day i gave God's will cobbler, the shoe maker in front of where I live to mend the front part which had developed tear and potholes like the ilorin- jebba road and the quack cobbler who had probably return from his usual drinking spot after gulping 12 bottle of ogogoro and agbara went ahead to used a brown thread on my black konkon shoe ....Thank GOD for the black polish that I use to manage the situation like Nigeria is managing her president. Only God know how person for day wear that kind shoe about now..


i held Broda tunde 's Ministry of agriculture annual conference suitcase tightly,haven washed it thoroughly. Throughout my journey on the bike, i held tight to the briefcase as if it was my life.. Some ignorant thieves might mistake the briefcase to contain some valuables or money especially considering the way i was elegantly dressed and my overall swagu... Broda tunde warned me severely that the briefcase belonged to his father and it must not be lost nor damaged. me too when am.not mad.. I secured the briefcase and gave it close marking because na their I keep my documents wey resemble the name of mo hits first compilation album.



My vintage tie was exceptionally beautiful... The cream tie with ankara design matched well with my ralph "lurent" shirt that i soaked in starch for three days... Finally , my well ironed trousers and suit which even had standing gaitors coupled with the three different aboki perfs that I released on my body made me very confident concerning my dressing. i don killthe show alreadi with my dressing jor..Even kcee no fit dress pas s this.

..Infact i was feeling myself already.. Too much tools, too much jobs..

, i just couldn't wait for the interview to be over so i could get the job, return the tie to airforce1 , the suit nwamaikpe and shirt and trousers to seun osewa ..I hope seun is not annoyed when I return his clothes because I had to slim fit the trousers that looked like a bag of white beans .. He will forgive me noni. At least if i finally get this job, i will be able to buy all these things on my own and stop borrowing them to every interview. ..I can probably buy the trousers and shirt off from him ma self.

Bike, drop me here..I said to the bikeman as I removed the palm oil stained better life from my pocket and handed it to the okada man..

God be with me....

Classcaptain
#Starscompetition !!!

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Episode 8..


Haha, what did i do He laughed ....

You know when u deal with issues like this you have to be smart and sharp !!!! - He continued, biting his lips ...

"To prevent the Vc from calling us out in case he is caught ...Myself and Prof hatched a plan !!!! I advised prof that we need to be careful with the money..

And that is when you come in - He said smiling as he moved closer to where i sat ...

Come in" !?? ...i wasn't part of your fraudulent dealings ...i wasn't - i retorted almost screaming ....’

Lol Boo..Am not surprised you have always being the foolish one... Myself and Prof transferred the money to the projects account of the School. We transfer the money under the guise for building the Lecture theater 3 ....


Haha..Apparently,your so called " Uncle " , never liked you .Remember those times prof took you out for pepper soup and beer and all..

That was when Prof made you sign every single cheque that led to the withdrawal of this cash...It was your signature boo.. Ordering millions out of the project account of the school ...


" Uncle" I whispered on realizing my folly and the accuracy of his story as I recollected how prof would make me sign some documents claiming its the form of registration of some religious bodies in school ...

" Wow ...I never imagined uncle could do this to.me " - I said almost weeping..

haha, Money was involved boo..Did u expect less from your pot belly uncle ...