Nancy
Can you tell us your name please? One
of the panelist asked Nancy. I’m IJAKWU Nancy. From your CV you’ve worked at two
radio stations. Why did you leave them? Immediately Nancy started talking, it
was evident she has gotten the job. The presentation was excellent and
convincing. The MD was watching this from his office based on the CCTV camera. He
picked up the intercom and told the secretary of the panel….. I think we need
someone like this. When the interview ended the personal assistant to the MD
was outside the building waiting for Nancy to be escorted to the office of Chief
Buntu. She was scared a little at first. She felt it was another interview. Within
she started praying for favour but what she got was more than favour.
The office was large with three
screens spread across the length. They showed different things. It was after a
while that she discovered it was the company’s content that was repeated on
those screens. She settled into the couch in the office and waited for a while
before chief walked over to her and started acting like he was twenty five
also. He was coming close and asking irrelevant questions. Nancy was trying to
imagine what chief was trying to achieve but kept her mute. It was at the
moment chief put his hands on her laps that she realised what she was about
going into. As the hands slipped up a little closer to her pants she opened her
legs wider in excitement. Not for the touch of the old hands of chief but for
the fact that she has gotten the job. Secondly if I am screwing the owner of
the company; I’m automatically the second in command she thought.
The touch got so intimate that chief didn’t
mind having a quickie in his office but it was close to the time his wife will
be visiting his office. He stopped for a while and told her to dress up. He called
his secretary and told her to type an employment letter in favour of IJAKWU Nancy.
From that moment somethings changed in the company.
Tracy
It was her third year in school….. She
hasn’t left compulsory attendance of all parties organised. She had an exam on Monday
but made it to PREST motel Sunday night. The party was strictly for big boys
with big money. She was attracted to everybody that came for the party. Tracy’s
maxim was….. When he is rich I don’t segregate. Fortunately she got someone who
was interested in her for the night. When they got to the hotel room, she
rushed into the bathroom to shower for activities to commence but to her
surprise she met a snoring body on the bed. Her alarm was set for 6 am thus she
jumped up to rush back to school. Ten thousand exchanged hands and off she was
to school the next morning to write an exam she didn’t even know the lecturer.
When she got to her hostel it was
thirty minutes to exam time thus all she could do was write some small notes on
paper and taped it to her laps as ladies are not searched like men.
She got her position at the back as
she always did but luck was against her that day as the assistant head of
department was in the exam hall. He reshuffled everybody and brought Tracy to
the front. She tried all her effort to open the skirt for quick review but it
was impossible. The only times she wrote was the time she went to the toilet. She
wanted to go a third time but it was denied. It was the moment she got a quick
break that she opened her thigh to sight the answer to number two that she was
caught. Next two days the disciplinary committee suspended her for two years. How
can a pastor’s daughter go back home to tell her father and mother that she has
been suspended for exam malpractices thus she kept on like a student with her
off campus accommodation.
When her mates were graduating, she followed suit and
till this day she still uses the forged result anywhere she goes.
Tracy was practically the last person
to be interviewed. The panel was tired thus they passed her on merit. It was
now the MD’S decision to pick three out of the twelve people the panel
suggested for the company. Unknown to them one slot has been taken already. Two
weeks after the first interview they came back for final screening. Tracy’s
exposing dress was the call for conversation in the whole office that day. Chief
was on the phone when he was walking through the conference room. His sight
caught the glimpse of the massive breast partially exposed. The freshness
caused him to end his call and stopped to look at Tracy. Where do you think you
are? He asked. Is this a club interview or a corporate organization? Don’t you
have home trainings at all? Tracy bent her head in shame but still exposed the cleavage.
Meet me in my office right now. She was escorted into chief’s office. She knew
she had lost the job but thirty minutes after ………she was the second person that
was employed.
Expectantly Daisy walked into the
office knowing she got the highest rating from all the candidates. She was in
the MD’s office for less than ten minutes and he r letter was delivered to her.
They were expected to resume in one week but Tracy resumed the next day. Before
Nancy came to work for resumption Tracy has taken over all of MD’S mind and
organ. It was a daily dose. One in the morning, one in the afternoon and ….. Maybe
three at night. Tracy was a good start and the whole office knew about it but
she didn’t care. The whole affair with chief ended the moment she saw Segun Charles
“the account officer”.
