A Dead Body
It's funny how we react to the signboard stating "Don't enter" sometimes, we tend to know what's in there, even though our conscience is aware of the danger ahead.
I am Cynthia, 24years old and a fresh graduate, who's still in search of a job. As an accountant, you can work in any organization that suits your qualifications. Life as an unemployed is very difficult, especially in a country where the rate of unemployment is high, still more graduates are coming into the labor market. But that won't determine our survival.
Am the kind of person that loves partying and hanging out with my friends. I find nightclubs as my place of solace. Yeah! It sounds weird but to me, it makes me forget all the stress of the week.
It has been two years and I'm still jobless. I keep sending my application for a job to various companies, but only a few had me interviewed and I'm left with this phase after the interview section, "We will get back to you." Well yeah, I can see that. Some of these jobs require years of experience, just imagine a fresh graduate applying for a job of four years experience in that field. How's that possible?
I was called for a job interview for the position of contract accountant, in a big oil company. This time I had my confidence boost up to the peak. Ready for anything.
I was ushered into the interview room, in a straight, bright hallway. My first knock was light, so I gave another one. And I stepped in. The room was big enough to host a conference meeting, the interviewers sat at the other side of the table, facing the door. There were three interviewers, two male, and one female. I could tell by the look on their faces, they were ready to make me fail. But that won't happen, because I can't be afraid of their own shadow.
"Good morning" I gave a warm smile. And sat on the open chair opposite them, facing the interviewers directly.
"You're welcome Miss Cynthia, I'm Mr.John and these are my colleagues, I'll be heading the interview."
After a long session, Mr.John called the company's secretary to hand me my employment letter. I was surprised and speechless. He admired my experience and how I presented myself. In the letter, it stated I should resume office the next day.
That night, my friends and I went to a newly opened nightclub to celebrate the big news. Finally, I've gotten a job. Right there we ordered some drinks, mostly alcohol. The environment there was noisy, Dj scratching his disco set, people drinking, dancing, and even smoking. We could barely hear ourselves, but we still managed to talk.
I had a lot of drinking, so I needed to use the restroom. "I will be back," I told my friends.
The room was crowded, I had to force myself through the crowd, as the music kept playing. I was tense because I couldn't find myself anymore, so I ran towards the restroom. Just as I opened the door, I saw what my eyes shouldn't have seen. "Oh my God!!!" Its a dead body.
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