RAMBLING THOUGHTS OF ANGER
My friends went to a job aptitude exercise for one of the leading banks. They came back with the same old song . Shitty story of woe.Mammoth crowd .The pushing and shoving .The stuffy halls.The complex and wicked questions and of course not enough time.I won't even dare go to details . the point is ... the exercise is fucked!
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My pa is pissing me off.soon (and i mean soon)we're gonna spit at each others faces.He always claim to be "connected" meaning-he knows people that knows people .But make a move?. Han..han! not my pa.He kept insisting that we should take our time. i think the man's ego won't let him go cap in hand for help.Right!.Pride is good. But money talks bullshit walks.He kept saying "i know how to handle these people". Who is he fooling?. Thanks pa! but you see i'm running out of time and patience. In a country where who you know determines how you're gonna eat! i need a job.I gotta have a job soon. or else i am ...am...(sniffed)am FUCKED!




























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