I was extremely happy when the secretary of Johnson's co-operations told me to come for an interview on Monday.

The terms and conditions of the job were to be single, a fresh graduate and most importantly,  the employee should have passion for the job.

All these i had but the only problem was that i was not a fresh graduate.  It has been two years since i finished college and once during my search for a job, i had spotted the building with a zinc plate at its apex indicating, "Welcome to Johnson's Co-operations."

Immediately, i had had the desire to work in this company and continued to plead and seek for a chance even though the secretary had sacked me twice aleady.

I walked out of the well furnished building so happy but also worried.

"Would i be given a chance or at least a temporary job?" I thought as i walked out into the streets almost about to be hit by a speeding vehicle.

"Can i have a red fitting knee- lenght skirt and a white top?" I asked the lady at the counter who put me in charge of a young lady almost my age i guess.  At a certain point,  i noticed that the lady had stopped pointing to a whole lot of different shades of red fitting skirts.

I could hardly chose from any of them even with her help and that mad3 me stand at that particular point staring at the skirts like a ninny with obviously no aim in life. Debating on whether to buy all of them which certainly will cost a lot of money, the lady who was showing me the clothes available proposed an idea.

"Why dont you try them out sheila?"

"Sure! You are right."

"Hope you will be willing to mark them at a rate of 1-10 aint you?" I asked smiling sheepishly at her.

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I was looking through some clothes when i spotted a lady whom i guessu was having difficulty in choosing some skirts.
God! She was amazingly beautiful.  She looked like a godess who had landed o  earth and i continued to stare at her for a long time.

"How can i help you sir?" a young lady said.
"Ermm...i need a shirt but ive already decided in the particular one i want." I said picking up the hanger on which the skirt was.

"Could you package it for me, ill be around."I said and gave her some money.
"Keep the balance," i added when she stretched  out her hand to give me ny remaining money.

I turned only to find shiela in the skirt.  She went in again, im guessing to wear another skirt.

I rushed towards where the attendant was when she came out saying that she was in love with both but didnt know what to....
She stopped mid sentence when she noticed my presence.

"Oh im sorry,"she said noticing that i was in the middle of a talk with her guide.

"Ill take this and save the other one for later she said shyly handing over the skirt to the attendant. 'Excuse me sir," she said to me, picked her jandbag and then headed for the counter.

"Add discretely the other," i told the attendant after tipping her a bit. I went over for the shirt i had pjrchased keeping the face of the lady whose bill i had just paid vividly in my mind.

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Still thinking of my upcoming interview,  i forgot to even check whether everything was in place after the lady handed over the bag. Before i crossed the street in front of the shop, i ooened the bag to see if everything was intact and thsn realised that i had the two skirts i wanted in the bag instead of one.

Quickly,  i rushed back in order to return one. When i got there and complained to the lady at the counter, she claimed that the man who was around when i was trying on the clothes paid for both and that was when i even remembered that i had just collected the bag and had not paid anything before leaving the shop.

How could it have skipped me kike that?

" where is the man now?" I asked looking around.

"He just left," the attendant said and i was totally lost. How could this man just pay for something and leave just like that.

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Finally, the day for my interview arrived and i got to the office smartly dressed in my well ironed white shirt and sexy red skirt which fit me perfectly much.

Currently,  i was waiting to be called.
The second i was waiting for later arrived and i got up, said my last prayer literally , checked my attire one last time, glossed my lips and headed for the manager's office.

I opened the door and entered not yet paying attention to the person in front of me.

'Good day,' i greeted.

I finally raised my head which was bowed for the last five seconds and was surprised by who i saw.

It was the man from the store. The nana who couldnt inform me of the good deed he did so that i could appreciate him.

He looked at me critically and finally said "You!"

"Yeah me," i replied sarcastically but angrily.