Em, my intention was to sleep early last night cos I wanted to wake up in time to jog this morning, so I went to bed around 12 midnight.
Just as I put the pillow aside to catch some z’s (as I never sleep using a pillow, which means I’m pretending if you catch me asleep with a pillow, and that’s a cue that I probably do not like your face or the trouble that comes with it😛), the idea for the flash story you’ll find below hit me. It’s titled “I Ain’t Nobody’s Bitch”.
If you’re a writer, you’d know it’s a curse, cos a story can’t wait. It possesses you like a demon, and you’re not relieved until exorcised. And that’s exactly what happened. Yup, you guessed right: jogging got rescheduled. Blah, blah, blah… Nothing I could do about that🤷♂
I AIN’T NOBODY’S BITCH
I walk into the conference room and see a five-man panel ready to interview me. I smile and tell myself this kind of fun is long overdue. Before I begin to make myself super comfortable in my seat, their boss who is in a bow tie fires at me: “Young lady, we don’t have much time. Why should we hire you?”
Hahahah, I laugh within. These people don’t know every day of my life has been designed to get me ready for this and what is to come. I clear my throat and indulge them, giving them a peep into myself.
First, they are interested, and soon they are enchanted. Presently, they want to discuss remunerations and allowances. This one is talking about pecks and incentives, and that one is talking about bonuses and whatnots.
Hahahah, I laugh again, this time loud and clear. The conference room goes quiet. I look at their boss who is in a bow tie and fire back at him: “Young man, I don’t have much time. Why should I work for you?”
Everyone is at a loss for words. Silence persists. I stand up and pick my things to leave, although their eyes wish to hold me down.