Oshodi! Oshodi! The bus conductor shouted on top of his voice to attract passers-by. Some persons dressed in office-like attire hurriedly mount the “Danfo” bus with the hope to get to work as early as possible. And like every other passenger, he entered, dressed in white shirt and blue trousers with a blue TM Tie to match.
He was running late for the interview scheduled for 9am, and by the clock, it was half past 8.
The bus moved slowly to the main state-owned road close to the park, entering gallops, potholes. Hardly had the bus got to the next bus-stop when the bus stopped and was not in any way showing signs that it would start off quickly. The Bus driver tried igniting the engine times without number but all his efforts proved abortive. He came down from the bus urging the passengers to highlight so he could find a temporary solution to this. Chorusly they screamed, “What sort of rubbish is this,, you should have checked your car before you set out for the day’s work”
The man on white shirt rushed down from the bus before others could say anything, ran as fast as his legs could carry him to locate another bus, knowing fully that he was behind schedule. It was exactly Nine O’ Clock.
As if that was not enough, all the other buses were heading to a different destination, he asked himself! “How do I get to Oshodi, maybe I should take Ikeja and get another one from there”, he retorted, joined a bus destined for Ikeja. This new bus sped like one destined for doom, changing gears in ascending order. The job applicant was full of smiles while other passengers barked loudly. “I will beat the time”, he soliloquized.
Suddenly, another Hiace Space Bus was speeding close to them and the driver of the “Danfo” swerved to the right hand side of the road, hitting a nearby motorcycle. Some of the passengers were already in a state of emergency, reciting religious incantations as much as they can, some read Psalm 23 “…is my shepherd…..while some ‘Lahi la,I la n La’, deafening.
At long last, he stepped down from the bus, alas! It was already 5 minutes past 9. He took a Motorbike to the place, got there panting, sweating profusely. By 10 minutes past 9am it was his time to go into the Interview room.
He was welcomed by the Interviewer, and was signaled to take a sit. The dialogue began. Some of the excerpts .. .
Interviewer: Why did you leave your last job
Interviewee: To….to….work in a bigger firm like yours
Interviewer: How do you intend to add value to Metch & Mold Plc as spelt out in your Resume.
Interviewee: I can do so many things..panting.. . .
Interviewer: Be more specific
Interviewee: I can ….emh ….
TO BE CONTINUED…