It was just 6:47am when I a phone call from a friend woke me up from my lazy sleep, ofcourse I wanted to ignore the call but my China phone wouldn't permit me. I picked the call and it was Diji, my close friend. He called to inform me about a job interview he heard about from another friend but he wasn't interested, so he decided to push the job interview to another job seeker, me. I wouldn't have forgiven myself if I missed the call but yet, I thanked God and my China phone for helping out. The thought about the job interview didn't leave my head, I was so eager to get the job and live a better life.
Two days before the interview date, I went straight to a mini boutique to get a nice blue shirt & a tiny black tie so I could look nice and presentable at my dream office. "Will this fit me? Will I look take-away? Will a woman or man interview me?" all these questions kept popping up in my head but couldn't get an answer.
I woke up 3am and couldn't sleep again. I rushed to my wardrobe to see if my ironed shirt and clean black shoe was still there, I opened the wardrobe and they both smiled at me and I reciprocated without wasting much time. I brushed my teeth with a new tooth brush and paste, had my bath with a new soap, sponge and crowned it all with a warm clean water. I finished dressing around 6:48am and I stepped out for my new task, the interview. "How on earth will I get to Lagos island from Ojota without getting stained or late?" I felt discouraged and asked myself when I saw the number of people rushing to get a bus, Keke Napep. I snapped out of the thought and joined the group of people since I couldn't beat them. I finally got a bus after wasting almost 20mins at the park but I was happy I got a bus atleast. I plugged in my earpiece and started playing some gospel songs which I haven't played for a while, I believed God was with me so I kept jamming the 2 gospel songs I had on my phone. After some minutes, I got infront of the new office and all I saw was a very big building, painted with a brown and cream colour. I got scared but never showed it since I was already there for the mission, I entered the building and the receptionist directed me to where my fellow job seekers were. "OMG"! I shouted as I opened the door, the people noticed and I acted like I wanted to fall but regained myself. I smiled at the frowned, ugly, beautiful faces staring at me. I sat down directly under the AC so it could cool my hot brain before the interview.
After some minutes, a young beautiful lady stepped out from a room and called my name. "Jide, is Jide here?" I jumped up and shouted "Yes oo, Yes ooo, ma I'm here." I laughed at myself after I noticed the way I shouted, I was so lost in thought before the tiny voice got me back to life. I followed her to another room and I saw 3 ladies and 1 man. "Have your seat sir" the man said with a smile on his face. "How can you talk to a fellow man with a smile"? I stupidly thought he was gay but dropped the thought so as to get started. I sat down and put my file on the table to show them I was ready for their questions.
"I like your dressing sir" one of the young pretty girls said with a catchy smile, I smiled back and mistakenly gave her the type of wink Korede Bello gave in Doro Bucci Video. They started with their questions and I gave them back "Hot Hot" like I set the questions for them. It was getting interesting and almost over when one of the ladies asked me what "A passive information is" I looked at her like I was the interviewer, I paused and swallowed my saliva, I smiled and explained to her confidently and knew I said nothing but the correct thing. They all looked at themselves and I noticed how lost they were but acted like I knew nothing. "You are wrong sir" she said. I felt stupid for a minute and thought about what I said, I explained again and she said same thing. We argued for some minutes before they finally told me to go and expect a call from the company within a week or 2. I packed my bag and went out of the office, a part of me felt sad while another felt confused. I took a bus back to my house after spending 8hours at the office for a 14min interview.
I got home tired, picked up my note and checked the answer to the question about passive info, I was correct and I felt so relieved immediately I knew. I waited 3weeks and finally lost hope in the interview I went for.
Sometimes, the interviewers are wrong but instead of learning, they act like gods.
Written by Diji Aderogba
Twitter : @Realbabymouth
