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Adesola was distraught. For some unknown reason, her alarm clock had failed. Or did it?
She had to be at a job interview by 8 am and now, she was running really late. She smiled momentarily as she remembered the events of the previous evening. It must have been the wine. Perhaps the alarm clock didn’t fail afterall.
On to the task at hand. How do i get to this interview without being late.
Adesola was lost in the crowd at the bus stop. It was one of those crowded mornings when it seemed everyone arrived at the bus stop at the same time.
She calculated her odds, they were not very good. Where do you find a gentleman when you need one? At least, a gentleman who would fight for a seat for her when one of the buses arrive.
She half-heartedly scanned the crowd, there was nothing better to do anyways. There were school children, the rough type, work commutters in their prim and proper office wears, the ladies, like her, were mostly in comfortabel flip flops that they would exchange for work shoes when they arrived at work. The men usually had better chances of wrestling their way into the buses on mornings such as this.
Her attention was drawn to a man standing a little aside from the throng. He was smartly dressed and was obviously going to work or a work related destination. He had on a white long sleeve shirt, expertly drycleaned. Grey trousers and black shiny shoes. His white sleeves where folded and it gave the impression he was a ready-to-work kind of guy. This is my gentleman this morning, she thought.
The tussle was on, two buses arrived within seconds of each other, Adesola had inched her way nearer to Mr Gentleman, to see if she could get in the bus in his shadow or with his help.
In the tussle, Mr Gentleman missed his step and off came Adesola’s flip flops. Not only did the slipper come off, it also came undone. It would need a visit to a cobbler if it would ever still be of use.
Hey, watch your step. Oh no you’ve cut my slippers.
Oh, i’m so sorry.
Sorry won’t fix my slippers, just leave me alone.
Sigh! She was late, now her slippers was cut, Mr Gentleman who she imagined could be of help, actually made matters worse, she would now have to hustle for a bus in her heel shoes, Mr Gentleman, on the other hand, got a ride shortly after.
The receptionist looked up from her desk, and momentarily covered the mouthpiece of the headset she had on.
You’re up next. Please go to the first door on your left.
Adesola got up and walked in her best office gait. She had fought hard to make this interview and she had arrived just in the nick of time.
She got to the door on the left and paused. Deep breaths. She opened the door and stepped inside.
There was a long conference table and five people were seated at the opposite end. Two women and three men. At the head of the table was Mr Gentleman.
Extend The End
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