EPISODE 2
I entered our mini room
and parlor apartment to meet her on her knees in serious prayer. When she
heard me entering she stood up and embraced me.
“How was it?”
“The same story,” I said
looking dejected. I have heard “Mr. Femi we will get back to you” several times
that I felt like head-butting my interviewer that day. I knew it was all lies:
they never get back to you unless you know somebody important.
“Don’t worry Femi,
things will soon change for good”
“It’s a crime to be a
graduate in this country Kike, the interviewer said they needed someone that
has 5 years experience”
“Don’t worry, your own
job will come” she said as she took my well-worn coat from me and entered the
kitchen. She came out with a plate of jollof rice later.
“You can’t believe I
waited for 3 good hours before it got to my turn, the place is filled up with
about 2 hundred other applicants” I said chewing the tasty rice.
“This time around it
is 7days fasting I have embarked on, I believe things will change this time
around, the prophet said…”
“Don’t tell me you
went to another prophet Kike, I told you those people are scammers. They will
keep taking money from you and asking you to fast” I said angrily.
“I can’t just sit down
and do nothing Femi, this one is really genuine,” she said almost in tears.
“Look at you, I
married a beautiful lady but you have turned yourself to a bag of bones due to
constant fasting. Don’t give yourself ulcer; it is not compulsory to make it in
life” I said trying to calm down.
“I have borrowed money
from all my friends, we are in huge debt and nothing is working, sometimes I
think I am cursed” she said now in tears.
“I am the one that is
cursed Kike, everyone warned you not to marry me but you insisted. You are the
one feeding me since we got married; you keep borrowing for us to eat…”
“That is why you
should become successful so that I can show everyone that they are wrong for
looking down on you. You are such an intelligent man, if not because our
country is bad you should be a manager in a big company by now”
Suddenly I heard a
beep on my phone telling me I have a new message. I stopped eating and brought
out my phone to check immediately. My mouth fell open in shock when I read the
message.
“What happened? What
message is that?” Kike asked looking alarmed.
“I have been invited
for an interview for a managerial position at the new NAPCO filling station in
Ojota” I said looking surprised.
“That is good news
Kike said smiling”
“I know but I didn’t apply,
I thought it would be a waste of time. I
saw the advert in yesterday’s paper but I didn’t pay attention because it is a
big filling station and you need a connection to work in a place like that”
“He is a miracle
working God, He is the alpha and Omega, He is a miracle-working God” Kike sang
as she danced in excitement.
“How did they get my details?”I wondered as I watched my wife dancing around
the room. Suddenly she saw me staring at her and she stopped dancing.
“Do you have something
to do with this Kike?” I asked in a quiet voice and she suddenly became sober.
“Answer me Kike!”
“I can explain it’s
not what you are thinking” she said slowly.
“Then start
explaining. How did they get my details? They are recruiting for fuel
attendance they didn’t even advertise the managerial role. How did someone like
me get invited for such a position when I didn’t even apply to their company?”
“Maybe you sent them a
mail and you forgot” she stammered.
“No, I didn’t forget”
“Then…”
“What did you do to
get me that invite? Did you sleep with the owner of the filling station?”
To be continued…
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Wahala be like bicycle 🚲 wey no get break 🤕 kikelomo, what did you do?
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