SAVAGE QUEEN

Day four, I took a deep sigh as I opened the blue container that was in my hand, it contained drugs for stress, the bed seemed too hot for me and the chairs felt too cold, I was feeling restless, I had given up the other night about getting a job but my conscience won’t just let me be, I kept on hovering the house, I couldn’t just be still

“That’s it, I’m going out to get a job” I said to myself

The motivation to get out there and get a job just came from nowhere, I took my torch light in case I come back late, my bag and my documents as always, and just about that moment when I was about to step right, a spirit from nowhere touched me, that was the spirit I will always like to keep, a nice and spirit that reminded me about food. I forgot to pack my lunch, I hurried up to the kitchen, took out some eggs, a loaf of bread and every other thing needed to make a sandwich and dumpling, I was outside in twenty minutes, I was seeking a job that is closer it my house so as to save the stress of a bus and the tickets, I checked the next street and couldn’t find any vacancy, I kept on checking the streets that where close to mine but I found none, so I just had to buy a bus ticket and look for job in another part of the city, I came across this company called HBA, I’ve no idea of the full meaning but right outside the gate I saw a vacancy for a personal assistant, I quickly went into the company but, I was stopped by the gateman who was not at his post, he asked me what I wanted, I gave him a reasonable answer but he did not deserve one because he was unreasonable, he was like

“Madam we don’t need a cleaner anymore, you can leave”

“I’m not here for a cleaner’s job, I’m here for the vacant space of a personal assistant”, I said with so much respect.

“That’s what I said earlier, ma’am, we don’t need a cleaner” he said rudely

At that moment I knew what he was doing, but I was not in the mood to get into a fight with a gateman, so I just left him alone to himself while he was busy blurting out rubbish, I walked fast into the building and when he noticed my absence he ran after me, I was lucky enough to get to the reception before he caught me. I had already started to the receptionist before he entered, I saw him just nod his head twice and went out of the building. I asked the receptionist about the job vacancy and she directed me to the managing director’s office.

As I walked slowly to the office the memories of my first interview came flashing, I could remember how it went and I had one thing at the back of my mind that the interviewer is not going to be the real boss because of the last one was the same, I also stole little time to think about who that grumpy’s man personal assistant, would be, I’m sure the person would have committed suicide five days into working with him because of his behaviour toward others. I walked to the office cautiously and made no sound while I walked, I got to the office and saw that the door was opened, thought that was the scheme interviewer use in getting rid of the people that came for job, I knocked at the door unlike last time. A weird looking man showed up at the door and led me another weird looking man, guess that must be the interviewer, he offered me a sit, the man was looking funny, he looked like a big fat sack of rice and had a bald head, his eyes were all popped out and his checks were swollen like he had five dumpling in his mouth, I just wanted that interview to be the fastest one ever because I didn’t think I could hold my laughter any longer, it would burst out anytime soon, but no the weird looking man had to keep on talking and talking. I could no longer hold it in, it came out unexpectedly, the weird man stopped for a moment and continued talking again, I did it again, I laughed at him, and suddenly he became angry, he yelled at me but I couldn’t worry less because he had already mentioned a condition that I couldn’t accept, he said that I would have to stay with him at his house, why would I allow that, that was so stupid of him, I just let it all out, he asked what was so funny and I was like;

“you look like a fat clown from an under five birthday party”

He became so furious which made him look funnier, I just kept on laughing, I couldn’t stop, it just kept coming and coming till the weird man got angry to the extent that he threw the pen he was holding at me.

“how dare you come to my office and disgrace me in this manner? Don’t you have manners” he said

“I might look like a clown but at least I have the money to feed you for five years, at least I’m sitting in an office, where is your father sited? At the bar?” he added

Damn! That was savage, my laughter became anger and sadness, I had to retaliate, he can’t just drag my father through the mud and go without a piece of my mind. The room became silent the moment he said those words, I picked up the pen he threw, a tear almost drops from my eye but I just had to hide my sorrow and show that weird looking man that I’m the queen of savage.

“you threw an item that is worth more than you will ever be, wait, have you ever taken a look at yourself in the mirror, my man, you look like a Bilby that had lost its tail from birth, I don’t have much to say to a clown like you but here’s a torch, use it to find your purpose because whatever you are doing in this company, its not your purpose, its not you”

I left the office immediately I finished what seemed like a speech to me but an insult to him. That night I could not stop myself from thinking about what happened, and even though he said hurtful words to me, it didn’t matter because jut remembering the way he looked like and his face, it took all my sadness away.