MY JOB SEARCH EXPERIENCE AND TESTIMONY DURING THE FRANCE 1998 WORLD CUP:
I visited one of my uncle in Kano state who was a page engineer, though he is late now, with the hope of securing a job there.
So, while I was in Kano, Tudun Wada Brigade where my uncle lived in a four bedroom apartment with his family of three. On this faithful day when the Super Eagles of NIGERIA was to take on the Spain national team, I sat on the cushion chair in the neatly furnished sitting room of my uncle, alone in the house, and tears streaming down my face.
I was yet to come to terms with the reality that just a few months ago, it had appeared as though I would end another one and a half year without a job, when everything suddenly took a miraculous turn around.
After I had relocated to meet my uncle in the rich city of Kano, for two years I had searched for a job relentlessly to no avail. Every effort I made, no matter how promising at the beginning, eventually hit a dead-end somewhere along the line. It was a frustrating experience for me. I could have despaired and given up my search as some people had advised me to, but I kept my hopes alive because of my prayers and faith in God.
On that same eventful day, I received an email from a reputable organization to come for an interview. The invitation came as a surprise to me because it was the same organization that had rejected me some like eighteen months ago. It was like though a silver lining had suddenly appeared in my dark cloud. A few weeks later, after successfully completing several written and oral interviews, I was invited for the final stage, a meeting the Human Resources Manager (HRM). In the information sent to me, I was expected to be seated at 9:30 a.m. But on that day things did not go the way I had planned.
I had woken up as early as 5 a.m so I could get to the venue before the slated time. However, after some disconcerting moments, I changed into my best corporate dress and hurriedly left the house. When I got to a popular T-junction, where I was to take a cab to the organization, the whole area was submerged in a heavy traffic jam. An eye witness informed me that a fatal motor accident had occurred at the junction 15 minutes earlier, claiming many lives.
I was greatly surprised, thankful to God for sparing my life because I could have been at the spot of the incident if I had not had those disconcerted moment early that morning. I eventually arrived the venue of the meeting at 11 a.m. I wasn’t sure of what to expect but I kept praying quietly for God’s favour, my heart pounding heavily.
Good morning ma, I greeted the receptionist. Good morning, she replied. How may I help you. The receptionist asked me in an uncertain tone. I am hear for the final stage of the the interview. I now apologize for coming late, I said it was circumstances beyond my control. She then asked me whether I didn’t receive a text for the rescheduled time. It’s now slated for 12 noon today. In any case this is about 11:05 a.m, take a seat, the HRM will be here soon.
I couldn’t believe my ears, I calmly took my seat on a nearby sofa and buried my face in my palms to hide my tears. I hadn’t received any SMS, and after all that had happened earlier to me that morning, I was still on time for the interview. It was too much of a coincidence for me. About 55 minutes later, the HRM arrived and I had an unforgettable chat that sealed my appointment with the company.
My joy became double because the Super Eagles defeated a star studded Spain team by 3 goals to 2 with Mutiu Adepoju, Sunday Oliseh and Garba Lawal all on the score sheet. But the goal that’s still very fresh on my mind, was that thunderous second goal scored by Sunday Ogochukwu Oliseh.
This is my 1998 world cup experience.