JUST RAMBLING

I was invited for a second interview at spring bank. It went well considering the circumstances . NEPA ooops sorry PHCN struck all nite and all morning and my only one in town outfit (the one I greet obasanjo in ) needed ironing . So I had no choice but to go iron it at work . I waited a bit but in the end I just packed my load and went to dress up for the interview at work. Only for me to get to work and find that the building had been burgled overnite. I just made a few sympatethic noises and headed to my office to iron my stuff.

It was obviously an inside job. No locks were broken except the offices whose keys were never kept in the building. Moreover, there are supposed to be security guards on duty. So how could someone have gotten into the building without them noticing anything. Anyway I had to go for my interview so I took permission from my immediate boss and left. I was already running late and I didn’t want to waste time ohhhhhhhhing and ahhhhhhhing over something that was so obvious, it was idiotic.

The interview went well. I got there late but the interview had not started. The interview itself was brief and to the point . The people on the panel were direct and did not waste any time. In the end they promised to get back to us and I left the place. I went back to work expecting that some peeps would have been arrested or at least called in for questioning but no show. The police had been to the place but no arrests had been made and nobody had been questioned. Why? Beats me. Well sha na them saka o. Come August 17th I'm outta here.

The oceanic bank test …......... No show they’ve already called people for the interview and I wasn’t called. At first we thought it was ‘cos were hadn't finished service but some corpers were called for the interview ……. So I guess its not what you know but who you know. And the UBA test was just as bad ... no show. We later heard that some people who did not write the test had been called for the interview ..............mmmhhh now that's some serious man know man.

It’s my birthday next week tuesday . When I look back at where I've been and where I am now, I'm amazed. To think there was a time when I didn’t think I would ever make it. It's just simply amazing. If not for God's grace and mercy I don’t know where I would have been today. I'm just soo thankful to him for seeing me through it all. Plus I'm happy about something ........wink !!!!!....wink!!!! but I can't blog about it just yet.

WHAT I WANT TO BE

Question:What did the red mini say to the fire engine? Answer: When I grow up, I'm going to be just like you.

THE NEW JAMB

Sorry it’s been a while, I just didn’t have the words.

A lot has happened to me over the last few weeks. I’ve been writing bank tests and I also had an interview. Although they’re for positions that are in kaduna and I’m not too keen but we’ll see how it goes. In the last three weeks, I’ve written three bank tests; one UBA, one oceanic bank, another UBA test just last week Saturday, one Bank interview and I’ll be writing another one this Saturday but for FCMB this time. At the rate, I’m writing these tests one would think I really wanted a banking career up North but the truth is …. Shhhhhhh don’t tell anyone.. I actually don’t want a career in banking and even if I did I most definitely do not want it in the north. I really, really do not want to live here. Why? That story is for some other day.

Anyway, back to the bank tests. Some where okay and orderly, started on time and ended at a decent hour but some namely the oceanic bank test were an absolute nightmare. Test was supposed to start at three but didn’t start until about 5pm. The crowd was indescribable (according to grapevine, oceanic bank is the highest paying bank hence the large turn out), the hall was not large enough to contain us all and the officials of the bank did not want double seating , so we wrote the test in batches. I didn’t want to rush so I didn’t get into the hall until around 11.30 p.m. the test lasted for 50 minutes and my batch left the hall around 12. 40 a.m. and I didn’t get home until about 1.20 a.m. by the time I finally got to write the test, I was cold and tired I’d been waiting for more than six hours (I got there at 4.30p.m.) in my office clothes and my feet were screaming for mercy. There was no light so they had to put on a generator and there were flies everywhere in the hall. At that point, I was in no frame of mind to be writing an aptitude test but I just had to do it and hope for the best.

All the drama involved in these tests reminded me of the days of almighty JAMB and POLYJAMB exams. In fact, these bank tests could be considered the new JAMB only this time the exams are for graduates. While we loitered around the hall waiting for our turn to write the test, most people talked politics and football but my girl and I spent our time checking out some of the oceanic bank staff. There was his foine guy but he was a bit short. According to my girl, "if I come find work and I find husband, all good now. Make I sha no leave empty handed".

I'd like to give kudos to the staff of the bank. They stayed until the last batch of people had written the test . I know they were just doing their job but they could have easily told the rest of us to go home, but they didn't instead they waited till past 2.a.m so that everybody had the chance to at least write the test and i think that's really something.