Is It A Sin (Trauma) - Season 3 - Episode 11

5 years ago

Is It A Sin (Trauma) - Season 3 - Episode 11

…::::::…:::::::….::::::…..

“Wow! I live there.” I xpressed.
“Come in let me give you a ride.” I concluded.
“Thank you sir.” She expressed.

She entered the car, I offered her some tissue papers to wipe her sweat, she complied and I also increase the coolness of the car AC and I speed off.

…::::::…:::::::….::::::…..
CHIEF NNAMDI CONTINUED HIS STORYLINE
.
{INSIDE THE CAR}
CONVERSATION CONTINUED
.
“Please if I may ask, what is your name?” I asked while driving.
“Sir, I’m Anita Chidiogo Paul.” She replied sharply.
“Wow! What a nice name.” I exclaimed.
“The name is as beautiful as you.” I said teasingly.
“Thank you sir.” She appreciated smiling.
“Where are you coming from that made you to stand in that unfriendly sun?” I asked falsely.
“I’m coming back from AJ Company Limited; I went there for an interview but I don’t have to wait for such interview since I can’t give them what they were asking for.” She replied sadly.
“What are your qualifications? Or what are they asking for?” I asked baffled.
“I am qualified for the job and the tasks to be assigned, but the manager was demanding for s-x as his payment for the job and I can’t give him such payment, I can’t sell my body just for a job.” She narrated and concluded soberly.
“That’s the new method of employing female workers…” I wasn’t allowed to finish statement when she interrupted.
“Ehn…” She expressed shockingly.

I looked into her eyes; I could see the shocks and disappointment expression fuming on her face, I feel guilty for making such utterance.
“No… No… Anita, that’s not what I mean, I just brought out facts from my experience when I was a PA to a Manager, I mean no harm.” I defended my utterance.
“Okay sir, am sorry I made you guilty of your utterance.” She said beseeching.
“It’s okay, let go back to our discussion.” I said calmly.
“What are your qualifications?” I asked serenely.
“I’m a B.Sc holder in Accounting; I graduated from Obafemi Awolowo University with First Class Upper.” She replied softly.
“Wow! That’s unbelievable, this country self, how can a graduate like you be searching for a job, a first class graduate for that matter.” I expressed forlornly.
“This is the fifth year after my graduation and I wasn’t able to secure a job.” She expressed dejectedly.
“My Accountant was arrested yesterday for embezzling the company Four Million Naira, he confessed this morning that he used the money to finalize the house he was building, though I let go of him with the money but I sacked him.” I paused.

I step on the brake a little, I unzip my wallet and brought out two cards, I zipped the wallet and continued the conversation as I speed off.
“Here is my personal card and here is my company card (I gave her the two cards), come to my office tomorrow for interview, if you’re qualified for the job, you got the job.” I concluded.

“Sir, this is unbelievable and unexpected, thank you sir, I am very grateful sir, thanks you very much.” She uttered happily. The expression could be visibly see on her face, she was more than happy, she was so excited and delight, I could see that she really needs the job.
.
FEW MINUTES LATER
.
“We have got to Mighty Estate, what is the building number you going?” I asked softly.
“No 34.” She retort immediately.
“Hmmm, that’s my house.” I replied amazed.
“Your house?” She asked surprisingly.
“Yes my house, check the address well, it might be a mistake.” I uttered baffled and befuddled.
“Okay sir, I think this must be a misquoting or mis-addressing.” She retorted as she unzipped her bag, she brought out a small paper and cross-examine the content in the paper.
“Yes, it’s No 34 sir.” She said after confirming it’s the no.
“34! Who are you going there to see?” I asked tamely.
“Chioma Nnamdi.” She replied in a jiffy.
“Chioma?” I asked softly….
.
.
.