villagers dey use satellite capture ur movement classcaptain

Hmm

ClassCaptain:

You get mouth....infact, your head dey there. Nice story!

DeeTus:
Nairaland and fake stories. Just to drive traffic. I wonder if Seun pay these guys.

It's called literature. Those that went to school know what it means.
You can ask them.

This is very interesting!! Yes O Nairaland. I like this not some funny vain happenings.

ClassCaptain:
I walked majestically into the venue of the interview ,no 17 gucci close off puppihush street, port Harcourt , Rivers state , west Africa at about 9 45am GMT +1 that fateful day. My ears plunged into Small doctor's Penalty.

GBE GBE ri GBE ri GBE , GBE GBE re GBE re GBE ..oya GBE GBE ri GBE ri GBE..if you know get ..... The melodious music blasted into cochlea via my 250 naira white apple earpiece which I have been managing with one ear working for the last two months.


My okrika shoes been dey shine well well, as i polished am well with the combination of kiwi and lude black polish. The previous day i gave God's will cobbler, the shoe maker in front of where I live to mend the front part which had developed tear and potholes like the ilorin- jebba road and the quack cobbler who had probably return from his usual drinking spot after gulping 12 bottle of ogogoro and agbara went ahead to used a brown thread on my black konkon shoe ....Thank GOD for the black polish that I use to manage the situation like Nigeria is managing her president. Only God know how person for day wear that kind shoe about now..


i held Broda tunde 's Ministry of agriculture annual conference suitcase tightly,haven washed it thoroughly. Throughout my journey on the bike, i held tight to the briefcase as if it was my life.. Some ignorant thieves might mistake the briefcase to contain some valuables or money especially considering the way i was elegantly dressed and my overall swagu... Broda tunde warned me severely that the briefcase belonged to his father and it must not be lost nor damaged. me too when am.not mad.. I secured the briefcase and gave it close marking because na their I keep my documents wey resemble the name of mo hits first compilation album.



My vintage tie was exceptionally beautiful... The cream tie with ankara design matched well with my ralph "lurent" shirt that i soaked in starch for three days... Finally , my well ironed trousers and suit which even had standing gaitors coupled with the three different aboki perfs that I released on my body made me very confident concerning my dressing. i don killthe show alreadi with my dressing jor..Even kcee no fit dress pas s this.

..Infact i was feeling myself already.. Too much tools, too much jobs..

, i just couldn't wait for the interview to be over so i could get the job, return the tie to airforce1 , the suit nwamaikpe and shirt and trousers to seun osewa ..I hope seun is not annoyed when I return his clothes because I had to slim fit the trousers that looked like a bag of white beans .. He will forgive me noni. At least if i finally get this job, i will be able to buy all these things on my own and stop borrowing them to every interview. ..I can probably buy the trousers and shirt off from him ma self.

Bike, drop me here..I said to the bikeman as I removed the palm oil stained better life from my pocket and handed it to the okada man..

God be with me....

I just arrived.
Touching down softly.....
Let someone welcome me back at enclave!!
Gbam!

Siscooh:
This is very interesting!! Yes O Nairaland. I like this not some funny vain happenings.

I tell you.

ChappyChase:
What a story teller

I second this...
Classcaptain,make I taste your lip,Shuuu!!!!Your mouth too sweet....

ClassCaptain:
Episode 6

Five


And that was how everything started moving smoothly. Basic questions, all those ish they said on nairaland, how much salary and everything i rehearsed for.. They were all so amazed at my level of know how and it was almost a sure yes for me.

As dem dey ask, I dey give them left right center hot hot..I knew that the interviewers were indeed satisfied ..


We were almost concluding the interview when a strange brown coloured cockroach appeared from nowhere.

What is that
A cockroach.. the 2nd interviewer stated..

Leave it , haha .. let us round with Mr boo osin ..
No no no... lets kill it please

I was already vibrating where i sat down as i stared at the monstrous cockroach.

Please lets kill it.
.
The interviewer was about standing up to kill the insect when the other guy called him back

No no no, mr boo please kill the insect for us...
Sir !!!!
Please help us kill the insect..
I cant do it sir ..
Are you joking or kidding us ?? the man asked seriously

I cant sir..

They looked at each other truthfully shocked..

You see,, i was...

I couldn't finish my statement when the giant black cockroach flew towards my direction and i let out the loudest scream i ever made in a long while , shifting away totally from my chair and trashing the table papers right in their faces. The look on their faces was the most bizarre reaction i have seen in years..

"Yee..yee.yee"

I said as i ran around the room trying to avoid the cockroach as the interviewers looked on.. Not untill the interviewer stood and smashed the cockroach with his shoe.

I heaved a sigh of relief obviously embarrassed by my recent idiotic behaviour.

I can explain ,, i can explain... that was all i could say as i looked into the eyes of the interviewers to see if I can get some understanding some from them.

Hehehehe ....
But why?....Shuuu!!!!

DeeTus:
Nairaland and fake stories. Just to drive traffic. I wonder if Seun pay these guys.

Na wa for you o. No one said it was a real story. You can tell the writer is only out to entertain you and I with his fictional writing, it seems you alone did not understand that.

Lmao! Good job bro! Hope the job was just in this story and not in real life.

DeeTus:
Nairaland and fake stories. Just to drive traffic. I wonder if Seun pay these guys.

The story being fake is not debatable, but I feel it's just fr fun... Like I'm having fun reading this right now

Op, you're too much, keep it up


I see you receiving a noble award as a poet in future



the final episode Biko!

na your village people send the cockroach

Berrypie:
Na wa for you o. No one said it was a real story. You can tell the writer is only out to entertain you and I with his fictional writing, it seems you alone did not understand that.

Ask him to restructure the headline.

DeeTus:
Ask him to restructure the headline.

na personal problem dy worry you my friend.. He should add fictional just bcox of you... Abeg come and be going

What a load of rubbish.

DeeTus:
Ask him to restructure the headline.

The guy who posted usually uses that kind of title for any of his stories and the mods and readers don't have a problem with it !!!

so back off !!!!!

Is this your first time reading something like this from this op?

richybankx:
na personal problem dy worry you my friend.. He should add fictional just bcox of you... Abeg come and be going

Are you crazy?

introvertme:


The guy who posted usually uses that kind of title for any of his stories and the mods and readers don't have a problem with it !!!

so back off !!!!!

Is this your first time of reading something luke this from this op?

Yes, it is.

village people at work. lwkmd

JSMMUYIWA:

I second this...
Classcaptain,make I taste your lip,Shuuu!!!!Your mouth too sweet....

gay alert

where the final episode? abi op dey church?

DeeTus:
Ask him to restructure the headline.

He won't restructure it, you can go ahead and launch a suit against him.

DeeTus:
Ask him to restructure the headline.

He won't restructure it, you can go ahead and launch a suit against him.

Nice story op
Imagine..
You passed the first test and failled the final test

This story can cure hypertension instantly.

Guy wey d finale na
Leave those wey no believe. Me am 6ft 1 and I weigh 120kg but I scream like a 2 year old girl if cockroach land on me. Can't stand that insect.... yuckkkk

DeeTus:
Nairaland and fake stories. Just to drive traffic. I wonder if Seun pay these guys.

Nawa o, bro I just confuse for your matter aswear