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The Worst Offer Ever!!!

Soo I've been eyeing this school for a while,
Looked beautiful
I wonder how much their teachers are being paid, I kept saying to myself
As the end of my national youth service drew close,
It's better I start my job search now o, no time
So one day, I took the bold step
"Application to be a French Teacher", I wrote, as I'm french-inclined
Not a pro though but how much french would the children need to know
Definitely something I can teach
I also heard french was "hotcake"
Bla bla bla
So I took the application to this school I considered big and very beautiful.
Fortunately for me, the proprietress was around maybe because it was a Friday, it's all good though
She told me to wait in the lobby, that I would be attended to in a bit because she was with other people.
It was about 9am at the time of my arrival.
So there I sat, waiting to be called upon.
It clocked 10am, I decided to go check on her.
She was still busy with other people,
Nawa o, I said to myself.
Back I sat.
It clocked 11am, I went to check again,
She was still busy.
O ga o, the wait better be worth it.
I didn't even have breakfast (I don't joke with food) but I wanted it to be "the earlier, the better"
About 11:30am, She was alone so I went to meet her then she collected my cv and went through it.
She smiled at me genuinely and asked, "how much can I pay you?"
I didn't want to tell her what I had in mind as it might reduce my chances.
So I smiled back and said "How much would you like to pay me?"
She then dropped the bombshell, "let me give you twelve"
I was shocked, taken aback, awed, amazed and whatever grammar you can use to qualify how I felt at that moment. But my face remained expressionless till I could finally manage a smile
As if realizing she had done something wrong, she said, "tell me your mind"
Not wanting to sound shocked and pained, I said, "twelve is too small"
Then she said "Okay, let me give you fifteen"
I could almost burst out in anger but I kept my cool.
I said, "I'll take it but I'll be teaching part-time" (at least, I can look for other schools to teach too)
She said, "No, it has to be full-time or nothing"
I said okay, I would think about it and come back to tell you my decision"
She said "You have to tell me right now"
Inside I was wondering, it seems this woman is high. Tithe, transport, feeding, personal maintenance and I would also have to get my own place eventually because I was staying at a corpers' lodge at the time, she's now offering fifteen, for what?
So I told her, "please, let me think about it" although the plan was never to return.
Then I left to keep looking for better opportunities.
And I kept looking.
I'm still looking.


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Comments

Paul Newton said…
OmG....so sorry..i guess you went with a NYSC uniform or material that's why she priced you that cheap...on a normal day since you aren't teaching in the school and about rounding off your NYSC, she ought to employ you same way she did the other staff. I guess you didn't know your right though cos you should be paid nothing lesb than 30k
Lol no, believe me I dressed very official and serious, I planned teaching partime so I wasn't expecting anything less than 25k because it's just a primary school.

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