PREVIOUSLY ON LOVE IMPULSION
After few minutes our pizza arrived and we ate admist little talks. After eating, she offered to clear the kitchen while I get dressed since it was getting late anyway.
Soon, I was driving back home from K’s apartment. When I got home I brushed my teeth and lay down on my bed for a while. I quickly check through the social media but didn’t see anything meaningful. I switched off my phone and light and allowed the darkness to overcome me…..
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I woke up feeling a little bit tired probably due to the stress of the previous day. I walked to my bathroom and did the normal girl’s business.
I walked into the kitchen, prepared a quick pasta, ate and cleared the dishes. Thereafter, I went into my bedroom, picked up my laptop and started my job haunt. Five hours into the haunt and nothing to show for it. I was becoming frustrated with the haunt so I decided to take a bar of choco to calm my nerve. After I felt I was calm enough, I dived into the haunt again and managed to submit my application to about three media houses with the hope of being called for an interview. The remaining hours of the day passed in a blur with me watching episodes from Netflix and eating fries and it ended with emails from the media houses stating the days for my interview…
Two weeks later, I got ready for the last interview with the last media house. Hmm. Ordinarily you would have thought that Mr Scumbag aka Mr Carl would do something scary to me since I didn’t resume in Ahvier the next day as expected but I’m elated to inform you that my life has been pretty normal since then. Funny right? Yea. You can day that again. I was actually thinking that he would send another mail or if possible send securities to forcefully take me there but nothing of such happened. I’m relieved but I’m also scared. His silence is weird. It’s either he wasn’t serious about it from the start or he’s just planning something big. I just hope the former is the case.
For the past few days, I’ve been to two broadcasting houses with smooth interviews. Well, I don’t want to take chances so I believe that one out of the three houses would find my services needed in their house. Apart from that, my mum and K has been a torn on my flesh. Naturally, I should be relieved that Mr scumbag is not breathing down my neck but it’s as if these two have decided to take sides with him. They keep telling me to go and work there at any chance they get and I’m seriously fed up with it. This was one if the major reasons why I didn’t want to tell my mum about it at all but K told her without my consent. Can you imagine that? She came up with the excuse that my mum kept calling her to know why I refused to pick her calls. I had no choice than to start taking her calls again since K already sold me out to her and that was how hell broke loose. To be sincere, I appreciate their care and support but I’m tired of both of them trying to run my life. It’s so annoying.
Anyway, that aside. I’m becoming very worried that none of the houses has called me yet even when they said I met up to their standards. I now keep my phone very close to me so I don’t miss any call but nothing. K feels I should relax and hope for the best but it’s getting too long. The worse part of it is that I can’t really complain because anytime I try to she’ll remind me of Mr scumbag’s proposal. That’s why I’ve decided to put my best into today’s interview and just hope for the best.
I don’t know if I told you that I love the colour grey. So I decided to go for a similar grey suit but this one had white stripes on it. I went with a white long sleeve and a grey tie to match. Few minutes later I was on my way to Knight Media house which was kinda far from my house. After driving for a while, I parked my car in their parking lot and found my way into the media house.
Walking into the house, beauty radiated from every where my eyes met. The owner of this broadcasting house must have good taste but I couldn’t help but compare this place to Ahvier. The place is surely looking nice and of high quality but Ahvier had the aura of sophistication around it even in the way the workers dress, the building and everything. I really don’t know why my mind decided to compare but it did anyway. At least, there’s no scumbag breathing down my neck here.
I sat in the lobby with three other applicants for the same position of a broadcaster. One was a boy and the other was a girl. Don’t get me wrong, judging is not my thing but the girl is actually dressed like a bitch who is trying to seduce someone which is not a smart move professionally. Well that’s just my opinion anyway.
After 10 minutes or so, the boy was called. When he came out, he went to another room. What could be the problem? Why is he going there instead of going home. Maybe he already got the job. The fact that he might have already gotten the job shook me a little but it did not pull down my hope. After some time, it was my turn. On entering the office, a middle aged man sat there starring straight ahead. I was relieved that he wasn’t a young man because a certain young man has been haunting me. After the formalities, the interview started.
“You’re Miss Moore right?? “
“Yes sir” He nodded and proceeded to check something on his laptop
“Your grade is very impressive Miss Moore” I smiled on hearing that..
“Thank you Sir” He nodded and continued checking my credentials. After a while he asked,
“What’s your take on Time Belt as regards to programs in broadcasting”
“Thank you Sir. The ability of a station to reach its desired audience will determine its success. Its programming mission and strategy are critical to its viability. There are some basic programming strategies that are common to both radio and television. A station or network must analyze the audiences that is available during a given time of day, examine its own schedule as well as that of the competition, determine the budget and revenues that are available for that time, and with its ultimate goals in mind make programming decisions. The general manager, program director, and/or sales manager must determine the best type of program that is available for a given daypart and determine the source of the program. Therefore, Time Belt simply has to do with the time suitable for a particular program. For example, a kiddie series can not come up or come on air in the morning because obviously the target audience which are the kids will be in school. So, you’ll have to make a research to know the exact time most kids close from school so as to know the adequate time to schedule a kiddie program ” He smiled..
“That’s very good” My face broke into a big smile
“Thank you Sir”
Don’t know why but I couldn’t help but remember this was how impressed the other interviewers were and till now no response. Could there be something wrong somewhere? I just hope it’s not what I’m thinking. I was brought out of my thoughts when the man stood up. I raised my eyebrows and as if he sensed my confusion, he asked me to follow him. We got into the elevator and stopped on the second floor. What are we even doing here?? Did you expect me to ask him that question?? Nah… All I did was followed him and we got into a radio studio. OMG! He stopped and faced me..
“Miss Moore I want you to handle the console, come up with your own entertainment program idea and present it alone for the next ten minutes”
What?? I wasn’t prepared for this….
“How long do I have before I start” I asked with the hope of having time to think.
“You’re to start now” What?? 😱😱My eye balls almost fell out of it’s sockets. How I’m I supposed to do that without even getting a time to think. Hmm. I guess they just wanna know if I can work without preparation and when under pressure. I can’t mess this up. This could be my last shot at getting a job.
“Oh… Okay… So what’s the frequency”
“Knight FM 98.2” He answered
I walked straight to the console, sat down, picked up the headset and put it on. Tactically, I started breathing in and out to prepare myself and to buy time to think.
“Miss Moore” I heard the man call and I raised my head.
“Are you ready? ” I nodded
“3, 2, 1 and go”
“Yo! Wadup LA. It’s your gurl Zhavier and you’re welcome to Entertainment at it’s peek reaching you from Knight FM 98.2. You know how we do it right here on this program every Tuesday. I’m going to give you the current happenings in the entertainment world and also cool jamz to spice your day. So I’m going to play earned it by the weekend. Be right back.”
Before I could understand what was going on, I heard cheers and people clapping. When did this place become so crowded. I then discovered that people were clapping in the cubicle and even in the studio. This is just too much….😢😢 The interviewer walked up to me…
“Wow…wow…Miss Moore…. That was brilliant. I mean, I knew you had no experience in broadcasting so I purposely didn’t give you enough time to think of what to say or what you want to do but inspite of that, you did extremely well. Wow! Entertainment at it’s peek??? You’ll probably start up with that program when you resume” Did I just hear well?
“Huh… Sir…. Are you trying to say… “
“Yes… You got the job” 💃💃💃Finally my mum and K would get off my back. Thank you Lord!
“Oh My God 😮 😮… Thank you so much Mr.. “
“Oh no my dear. Just call me Tobi”
“Thank you very much Tobi. I promise you won’t regret this” I couldn’t hold my joy so I hugged him. I can’t wait to let that stupid scumbag know I have my dream job.
“By the way where did you learn to broadcast” Tobi asked
“In college. We actually have a practice studio”
“That’s beautiful. Congratulations Zhavier.Why don’t we get started” I nodded.
He introduced me to the crew in the studio. They had beautiful names but the names I was hearing was just too much to remember but I believe that as time goes on I’ll get to know them better. Tobi took me to his office and asked if I would like to resume that day and I said yes. What else do I have to do for the rest of the day anyway.
He started telling me about the company’s legacy and their in-house style.
Hours passed and I was still in Tobi’s office reading about the company and all that. After a while, he left his office and later came back with something I didn’t give attention to but soon a smell hit my nose. I looked up at where the smell came from.
“Is that burger from Spago” I asked Tobi and he seemed taken aback.
“Hmm… You must know that place very well to know their Burger’s smell” I laughed.
“Actually I eat a lot of those because my friend works there” I explained
“Wow.. That means from now on I’ll get free burgers right??” I laughed.
“No wonder I liked you immediately I saw you. This explains it further” 😄😄😄 This man can’t be serious right now. He offered me burger but I refused being that I was just meeting him for the first time but Tobi wouldn’t have it. After much bickering, I finally gave in to eating with him. Afterall, what do I gain to lose😉😉
After eating we continued our individual routine and a call came in for Tobi.
Good afternoon Sir
Am fine Sir
It’s true Sir. We have a new employee.
Immediately I heard that I became interested in what he was saying since I have something to do with it.
She’s really good Sir.
Yes Sir. Any problem Sir??
What?? But Sir she’s….
I watched as his facial expressions changed from excitement to shock and finally to that of sadness.
Immediately the call ended, I focused my attention on him hoping that he could tell me what the problem was but he kept staring at me.
“Tobi, what’s the problem” I had to ask since he wasn’t ready to talk to me
“I don’t know how to say this Zhavier” He started… I could already feel this was not right.
“Just say it anyway. I just want to know what’s going on”
“I’m sorry Zhavier but your services will no longer be needed here” I starred at Tobi for complete two minutes and after that I burst into a fit of laughter. 😂😂😂🤣🤣
“Tobi, I know you’re joking and it’s really funny” I said in between my laughter. His old hands wrapped around mine..
“I wish I was Zhavier” And that was when I looked him in the eye to know he was dead serious. I removed his hands from mine because it became hot on mine.
“I don’t understand. How? What? Did I do something wrong? I’m sorry” He shook his head..
“Zhavier you did nothing wrong” What’s going on??
“Then why are you firing me?? It doesn’t make any sense. Why give a job only to take it back within hours?” At this time I was already up from my seat with my eyes blazing with anger.
“I’m sorry Zhavier but that was my boss. He made the decision”
“Can I see him? I’ll try to convince him to let me work here so please show me his office” I insisted
“My boss only comes here once in a while. He doesn’t work here at all that’s why I’m surprised that he gave such an order” My eyes started feeling moist. I picked up my bag and started walking towards the door..
“Zhavier” Tobi called and I turned around
“I’m sorry this happened but did you wrong anyone?? “
“No… Thanks anyway”
“I promise to get to the bottom of this” He said. I nodded slowly and walked out of the office in deep thoughts. I can’t believe what just happened. One minute I was a broadcaster and the next minute I was jobless again. What is happening to me. As I stepped out of the building I felt a tear roll down my face. I angrily cleaned it. This doesn’t make any sense. Something is not right. Tobi’s question came back to my mind. I know I didn’t offend anybody that could be doing…..
No no no… It can’t be what I’m thinking.. Immediately my phone started ringing with an unknown number on display. I took the call.
I’m sure you get the message by now feisty.
That voice is familiar. It took me another 2 second to decode his statement. What the… I screamed…
FUCKING XAVIER CARL… I’LL KILL YOU…
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