The egg that never hatched

Today, I want to tell you all a story. My story.

It happened not so long ago, and when it did, it wasn't funny at all. It was only on Sunday that I told my sister the truth about what happened that evening...and I was able to laugh about it. We laughed so hard that she sent me out of her house because her tummy had started to hurt...

This is my story- I had actually written a little bit about it here

I was called for an interview with a company. A Legal firm. The position I was being interviewed for was one I had told God I wasn't going to do any more. But I went for it. You know why? Because of the money. My goodness, it was a lot of money. I was so excited that I did the following:

1. I asked God to please block other people's chances and make me get the job. (Selfish, I know, but I needed to wrap my hands around the money)
2. I told a few friends and asked them to pray for me that I get it.
3. I had already travelled out for my vacation, paid for a new car, paid my school fees and even renewed my house rent (Story for another day)

My fiancée kept telling me to stop dreaming about it and focus on God. I tried to, but it was kinda hard...I obviously told God to have His way, that if He didn't want me there then He shouldn't let me get it. I also told Him that He had to give me the job because it would make me happy (talk about a self-willed person!)

Well, I left the office at a few minutes to 5:00pm because the interview was for 5, and it wasn't far from my office. I got there and my first thought was- I hate this neighbourhood. It was in the heart of Lagos Island, (if you have ever been to Lagos Island, you will probably understand! So many cramped houses, too many people helping you mind your business and all). Any way, I got into the building, (very nice one, by the way) and could already imagine myself in my office there!

To cut the long story short, I waited until 8:00pm to enter into the CEO's office. I waited another 45 minutes to finally meet with him. His first statement to me after perusing my CV was that I was a "baby". "No I am not", was my reply, and He said "I said you are a baby" I refused to be bullied so I replied him again in the negative  then the lady sitting beside him said "he means it in terms of your years of experience. (By the way, I have four years of experience; its not much, but it means a lot to me.) The man terrorized me. Asking me all sorts of questions that he had no business knowing the answer to. But it was an interview, and I had to answer the questions. I felt stupid with myself...at some point, my answers to his questions were so dumb that I couldn't believe such statements were being made by me. (e.g. why do you think you want to be a PA here...my dumb-Guinness-Book-of-Records-answer: So I can meet people. Now, that answer made me realize that I did not want the job after all). I was annoyed with myself for thinking about ever working as a PA again...

Anyway, as I finally left the office at past nine, I knew I would not get the job. The tears came as soon as I stepped out of the building, and they did not stop flowing. I cried my heart out for the following reasons:

I had never been so humiliated in my entire life by answering questions as stupidly as I had done

I cried for the car I wouldn't be able to buy in the next 3 months debt free.

I cried for the vacation I would still have to save a lot for

I cried for the school fees I would still pay piece-meal

I cried for thinking that I would get a job I had earlier said I never wanted to do again.

I cried at God for making me go for the interview in the first place...(Oh, yes...after all, I had asked Him specifically not to let me even reach the venue if it wasn't His will)

I cried because Tony was right all along...and I did not want to face him. (for the records, He just made me feel better and was so sweet)

Most of all I cried because all my dreams had just evaporated within hours...that's not a very nice feeling, trust me.

It took me a long time to get over it...so when I saw myself laughing over it on Sunday with Eky, I knew I had gotten over it finally.

This, my people, is the story of the egg that was laid but never hatched.

It wasn't me!

How often do we cast blame on someone else because we do not want to put our own neck on the block?
Whenever a situation turns out unfavourable, it always has to be someone else...This has been since creation (Adam & Eve), still is (just look around you at your place of work) and will forever be (I know you know that this will be the case when its your own neck too). Lol!

Even when we are caught red-handed, we always find someone else to blame...(Ask the devil, even when he was busy on another mission, it just had to be him).
I am guilty of this too. When things do not go according to plan, its so easy to blame it on someone else, especially if such a person is:

1. not present
2. subordinate to you
3. can't defend himself (herself) 

Someone blamed me at work for something I had no control over sometime back. I was seething, but there was not a thing I could do about it because the person was "my senior"...I could only get mad, but that was the most I could do...

Then it got me thinking. If the person had taken the heat, he/she would not have died, but he/she decided to look good in front of his superior and make me the "bad person" I felt bad, but I somehow learnt a very big lesson. I hope I never do that to someone else.

I saw this picture and thought I would share it... I guess it says it all!!! If you really look at it, you will just shake your head and call the man names, but...(check yourself well)

Besides, the time you spend casting blame can be used to make right the situation...do something about it!!!

Have a beautiful week people!!!

Happy Birthday Audu... 

I love you to pieces, and I wish you the very best in your life.

May your life be a very sweet aroma to all that know you.

You are indeed a superstar!!! 

Just because I can

Just so you know that I still exist...(insert silly smiley)

But seriously, I have missed blogging and all that happens here!

So many things have been going on in my life...especially work. But I want to know exactly what I want to do before I come out here to write about anything.

Hope you are all doing good too?

Cheers!