So.... while I was writing my final year project, I went to sell hair to one man who wanted to buy for his wife. They were at NAF club calabar. That's how when i reached there the man wants to change mind. Ah! I convinced and marketed oooh until he got the hair. His friend that was eating fish with him told me he liels my persistence, gave me his card to call him when i get to Lagos that he will give me a job. I thought he was lying infact even my parent thought same. Until i finished my project, came to lagos. Called and called, the man was out of the country and resorted to mails. He told me to go and get my leter after Christmas break. Finally i went and collected my letter (4th of Jan 2011 - won't forget). 80k and I hadn't even served, no interview nothing. Waaawu!! As a fresh grad i entered the company with an attitude, afterall I was sitting in metigns with some high and mighties. Knacking my hair (i was selling) and heels, snobbing almost everyone, at a point sef i enter without greeting anyone except the bosses and my immediate colleagues - 3 guys. Hehehe.... november the next year NYSC came calling. My boss tried to fix me in Lagos with every connection he had. Story. They sent me to ondo. He promised to redeploy me that I should do 3 months. But no one wanted me there, they stood against it ehn. They now brought someoen and kicked me out. Meanwhile I applied for redeploy me and finally got. When I got to Lagos, all I met were 'sorries' my job had been given to soemone else. Office politics 😂😂😂 then i started knowing what it meant to job hunt
