"Ma, please I really need this job. My qualifications show that am the right person for this job. Please ma." Genny pleaded."I'm sorry, but you don't have the experience we need. Is one thing to be qualified and another to be experienced.
This job has to do with proper human relation". Mrs Ginika as boldly inscribed on the interviewers blouse read. She was a beautiful woman in her late fifties, with an eye that tells of how strict she is. Genny thought so because of how she looked sternly into her eyes while rejecting her application. Genny gently took her file and stood to leave.
She felt weak, and utterly depressed. This was her fifteenth interview in three weeks yet all was futile. Even this present one which she applied to be a sales girl at the " Kings mall". She had decided to take up any opportunity that comes her way not regarding the kind of work it was,as long as it wasn't illegal and it doesn't require her selling her body and will put food on her table.
When Shola her best friend and close ally told her about the vacancy at "Kings Mall", she quickly sent her application at least with her first class degree of Business Administration, she was sure to get the job. She was so sure that she had come to the mall prepared to even start up the same day. How desperate she was for a job.She had bills to pay, debts to clear, her own apartment to rent so as to move out from Shola's apartment where she has been squatting for the past six months. Who would have taught that she the daughter of a Lagos billionaire business tycoon will be in this tight spot.
She returned from London for her parents funeral only to inherit a lot of debts from her dads company. Her parents had died in a ghastly auto crash. The police said it was the recklessness of the driver that cost them their lives, as the autopsy carried out proved that the were traces of alcohol in his system. But she knew there was more to it. Of course she knew Idare before she traveled to the states to further her studies.
Idare had been driving her dad for the past 10 years. Dare was not the type the drinks and drive. Idare was a smart, down to earth, obedient guy. She planned to hire a better private detective to investigate more. But how is she going to do that when she still has debts to clear if she wanted to save her dads company. The court gave her a year to pay up or forfeit the company.At this point she felt lost. To her all hope was lost. Her next plan was joining her aunty in Abeokuta to farm in the family farm, as that proved to be her last resort.
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