My dream job

For a long time, being in university without a job was something very common though it didn’t last for long. But as others moved with the times, I was in my bed sleeping, waiting on mummy and daddy’s pocket money. On the days that it didn’t come in, I toyed with the idea of eating my mattress to fill the gap in my stomach! Well, the next thing I knew, half the people in my class had jobs. The guys had actual jobs and the chicks had the honour of clinging to the guys with the highest paying job – that was their job! It is known that a girl with the guy who earns the most couldn’t have found a better job elsewhere. My girlfriend noticed other girls living the life and got ideas – she also wanted luxury! Now, whoever owns Century Cinema at KCT really had evil plans for me. Every time my girlfriend finds out that her friends are from watching a movie with their boyfriends, I have to go looking for money to take her there - like as if I can’t illegally download it myself. She complains about how lazy I am and that I need to get myself to work. At first I thought it was something that would go away but soon she started comparing me to other employed guys. When she mentioned the name of one guy that was single and hunting, I couldn’t stomach it. Since my skills are limited, I decided to take my empty CV around with the hope of being called but everywhere I went, the managers said, “We shall give you a call.” But with a smile that said, “You are shamelessly applying?” I waited for the calls but all in vain so I tried my luck at a restaurant. I was hired and my salary was a polite Rwf70, 000. When my girlfriend asked me where I work, I told her I had gotten a job in an American NGO, which paid me handsomely. The news soon spread and in no time I had a stack of applications from a number of girls. I had to spend my first salary buying clothes to protect my title. The restaurant manager wondered why I came to work so smart yet I have to wear uniform. It wasn’t until one of my colleagues posted a picture of me serving food on Facebook that everyone came to witness it. I didn’t even know that the picture was there till many of my classmates stormed the joint. Today I’m in marketing - selling the clothes I bought!