THE JOB INTERVIEW II
You don't look good enough for the standards of this company." Hearing those heavy words, despair gripped me by my throat. "I'm sorry, ma. If you want me to make amends to my appearance, I will. I'm really depending on this job."
I was excused for a minute and was later called back. From the look on their faces, something told me I wasn't getting the job. Before now, I would lose a number of interviews on the basis of not having enough job experience. I would be surprised to lose this job because of my suit.
My legs were shivering, my eyes twitching. I anticipated their final verdict. "Mr. Ayanbade, right?" I nodded continuously. "Yes, yes, ma, that's my name." I answered. "The job is yours." Hearing those words, I jerked and bowed my head. "Thank you, God," I whispered.
"Most applicants turn out to be rude when their appearances are questioned. But Mr. Ayanbade, you handled the situation with calmness and suggested changing your style of dressing. Because of your politeness, you've proved discipline and respect for this company's administration." I couldn't help but grin. "Thank you so much, ma. This means a lot. I am grateful." They all stretched their hands to shake mine. "You will be resuming work on Monday," one of the men said.
I was about to exit the room when the woman called, "Mr. Ayan, your suit looks elegant, by the way," leaving a smile on my face as I exited the room.
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© Oluwatobiloba Akinnate
I was excused for a minute and was later called back. From the look on their faces, something told me I wasn't getting the job. Before now, I would lose a number of interviews on the basis of not having enough job experience. I would be surprised to lose this job because of my suit.
My legs were shivering, my eyes twitching. I anticipated their final verdict. "Mr. Ayanbade, right?" I nodded continuously. "Yes, yes, ma, that's my name." I answered. "The job is yours." Hearing those words, I jerked and bowed my head. "Thank you, God," I whispered.
"Most applicants turn out to be rude when their appearances are questioned. But Mr. Ayanbade, you handled the situation with calmness and suggested changing your style of dressing. Because of your politeness, you've proved discipline and respect for this company's administration." I couldn't help but grin. "Thank you so much, ma. This means a lot. I am grateful." They all stretched their hands to shake mine. "You will be resuming work on Monday," one of the men said.
I was about to exit the room when the woman called, "Mr. Ayan, your suit looks elegant, by the way," leaving a smile on my face as I exited the room.
#IGNITESTORIESwithBignatè
© Oluwatobiloba Akinnate