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Lost Job

It was around seven something in the evening. Its not that I do night shift, so just listen and follow through okay? So as I was saying, around that time my phone pulled the “you have received a new message” stunt. As a gentleman, I thanked her and cared to have a glance in her Inbox. The new message read something close to this:

“This is ‘…’ and was referred to you by φ Tel. no. 07acexyz12. I am looking for hardworking, ambitious people to work for our organization. The payment is good. You can work full-time or part-time. If interested, come to Komora Center tomorrow at 2p.m, room xx. Call ‘…’ for direction if lost. Goodnight.”



Just envisage the glee that built in me! Again, imagine the ecstasy of no job hunting, the job surrendering to you… on bended knees!! I don’t remember snoozing that night. Slumber-ville missed me big time! I envisioned working part-time; the bucks, though, working full-time keeping me seem cool and my wallet cob-web free.

The “payment is good” part was the interesting article in that message, talk about money making wonders. Choice of words can really make one take off their thinking cap and ingenuously follow along or rather do the illogical like the proverbial sheep being escorted to the abattoir. Digressing

The rendezvous…

So the appointed time reached, should I make it more obvious?

I took a “boda boda” (bicycle taxi) to town so as not to be late, you know, make a fine impression and appeal the interviewer(s). On reaching the place, I went straight to the room no. I was told and found two lads sitting, watching the telly. Lost, I read the message I was sent to verify certainly I wasn’t lost. Why did I do that? I’ve never heard or seen TV interview. Instantly, a lass came out, ask me blah… blah… and I knew I was “there”.

Are you wondering ‘bout the TV set as I was? Be in awe no more. They were screening a tale about a lady, I think from the West, Uganda that is, on how she had profited after joining that organization. She went on preening and preening that I got jaded. As I was feasting my eyes of the sight of Eldoret from that vantage point, at the corner of my eye I saw a plastic bag with acronym, Got No Life Dweeb.

Did I tell you about the preening dudet? Oh, yeah I did. A little though. Coz of tediousness I went blank on her. After her blabbering, the lady recruiter switched the TV off to feed us the fruits of her lips. She went on and on telling us two, (remember we were three but the clever one left), the benefits of joining them. How everyone needs money to survive this life…

…And the Disappointment

Remember the delight that built in me? Got shuttered to countless pieces I got no time to patch them up!! Why? We were told to register with Ksh.3000, told us how the more you sell their products, the more you get more bucks. Where was I to sell them?? (To be honest, those products are great, great supplements, fertilizers, lotions and creams, soups… just about anything but expensive to us from the ghettos).

The dude I was with promised to register with them but I, I couldn’t coz of money, so I took my broke @$$ home. Job lost, job that wasn’t mine, lost! As it is in Espanola ¡así es la Vida! (that’s life) oh yeah…

And that’s it or almost. Talk of counting chicks before they hatch.

Categories: Personal
  1. July 5, 2011 at 4:30 pm

    hehe!! pole sana, where is this you panda a boda, it is not Nai, right? how do those GNLD people get your number?

    • July 6, 2011 at 9:15 am

      Ni Eldy naongelea, Nai hakuna bodas?
      Those people are clever in that wanapea wasee a certain list to write the name & number of your friends which they’ll use.
      Saa e nimepoa, thanks. 🙂

  2. July 6, 2011 at 4:26 pm

    Pole for that. Amazing the lengths they go through to get you to part with your chums

    • July 8, 2011 at 8:58 am

      Nishapoa, thanks. Its like everybody wants money but only a few need the chums.

  3. August 26, 2011 at 4:22 pm

    So sorry. You’ve got to work very hard for you to make money with these multi-level marketing companies. You’ll get a job though.

    • September 3, 2011 at 1:08 pm

      True, jobs are there and tarmacking is part of life, a trek to be “embraced”.hehe

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