Most times one's imagination doesn't often come to a realization and sometimes we live through the “near-realization” moments. This illustrates that the way an individual visualizes his dreams and imagination might be different or very close to how it was attained. My first dream job was specifically designed imaginatively, ridiculous right??... At some point in my life, there was a need for me to get a job so that I could save up for what I was planning.
Eventually, it wasn't my first dream job, it was just a job for me to save up for. All I can tell myself is that in the near future, I will get my first dream job at least I hoped for it. Getting my first job wasn't so difficult because I didn't have standard qualifications, perhaps a CV (Curriculum Vitae) but at least I had a W.A.E.C Certificate (West African Examination Council).
The hunt for jobs took a toll on me though it was more difficult because of the qualifications I had but at last, I got one. The fact that it took me several days to get one made me settle for the least fetched. Even with my West African Examination Council Certificate, I got a waitress job. I don't see how it relates but what was my major concern was the salary.
I resumed the waitress job and was regularly doing it fervently, meanwhile, my employer had been commending my hard work and I was excited about it. Figuring myself made me understand that whatever I didn't put passion and commitment to will definitely lag and eventually lapse and that's the case here.
Disappointment slipped in gradually when I began to notice pestering from my employer, perhaps my boss as we call him.
He looked for the slightest opportunity to touch me inappropriately, and talk to me in a way that I understood was sexual advances while all this was happening to me, I have never shared it with my coworkers because I don't know the outcome of it until one of them began gossiping about his dirty advances towards her.
I keyed in unnoticeable and I was puzzled at the same time, the passion for that position at work began to drop till I left. I received calls pleading to come back to work and at the same time inquiring about the reason I left, all I said was that the reason is best known to me. Surely I wouldn't want that stinking attitude to continue till it gets to a point of damage and at the same time I wished not to dabble into his ungodly attitude to avoid conspiracies.
A few days after leaving my workplace for good, my ex-coworker was reportedly arrested by my ex-employer. First, I wondered what might have transpired to the extent of being arrested, upon receiving the news I placed a call to Anita, the only one I was closer to then. After many conversations with her, I realized that my ex-boss had tried to have a sexual act with one of his workers but before she could report him to the police he had reported her and got her arrested. I was like seriously??
Literally, my jaw dropped cause what on earth was that coup?? If he can do this, he will do more!!
You see, the act of mastering silence and walking away has its advantages.
I learned that the hard way and it saved me from situations like that and also saved me from unnecessary waste of time that would have been beneficial to me and my aim at the moment. Till today I am still learning how to master the act of silence and walking away although humans will still behave rationally towards it and act based on self-defense.
Well, after all of that scenario, I had a call a few months later from my ex-employer to resume fully with an additional sum of money attached to my previous payment. That seemed like a bribe to me hehe but I couldn't take the offer. What if he had in mind to arrest me too? Or even lay the worst accusations on me? Perhaps rape me??....those thoughts processing alone couldn't even allow me to decide at all. What if he knew that I know what has transpired?...or What if he doesn't know? Yikes!!! I can't begin puzzling those queries with answers I am not even sure about so why the stress yeah?
I hope you enjoyed reading this little encounter and your opinion or thoughts regarding this incident are highly appreciated 🫶.
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