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He Is a major numb-skull... an extremely futile man, jobless mumu, bold bonehead. Na just for sustenance he dey get sense. no be him mates dey drive beta auto. wetin make me wed am sef? Gibberish" By the time Mrs Atinuke wrapped up their family issues to her Aunty, Mama Janet pivoted to take a gander at him with such finish and articulate PITY. Mr Adeola secured his face in disgrace...
What precisely had he done to merit this treatment from the bone of his bone and tissue of his substance?
The unparalleled genuine romance of his life?
The one he traded such cherishing conjugal promises with and had steadfastly and truly regarded them for as long as seven years?
The lady who had given him three dazzling kids and vowed to be close by for better for more awful till death do them part?
How had things turned out badly?
Give me a chance to begin from the earliest starting point...
Mr Adeola was your normal Nigerian man who moved on from the University of Ibadan with top of the line in mechanical designing and was a piece of the fortunate few who got work with one of the top government I.T firms in Nigeria
He was additionally honored with a sweetheart wife...the mother of three awesome kids he adored so beyond a reasonable doubt.
A specific Sunday night, as he watched his wife and kids rest, he pondered what he had and was feeling extremely thankful, after all he was so glad he couldn't have longed for much else.
Much to his dismay that his life was going to get ugly
One Tuesday morning, Mr Adeola went to act as he had accomplished for as long as 5 years and quickly he arrived, he had this hunch something was out of order...
A percentage of the workplace work stations were empty and he knew a couple of the general population who chipped away at those places...they had never missed a day of work in their lives.
As though to affirm his suspicions, after 20 minutes he was direly summoned to the workplace of his 'oga at the top'
On geting there his boss disclosed to him that since President Goodluck Jonathan uprooted sponsorship on fuel in January 2012, things had not been the same at the organization.
The organization was not getting together to its normal month to month amount and chose to scale down to spare expenses.
At that point his manager dropped the sensation...
"Mr Adeola, you have been a strong representative yet we essentially need to cut staffing. This is truly hard for me, if there is anything I can accomplish for you, simply give me a chance to know..."
At that point his boss gave him the greatly feared white envelope.
His reality came slamming down in a matter of seconds...
He just expressed gratitude toward his manager, stuffed his own things and left the building, never to step a foot in there again.
What simply happened?
His psyche was still in stun...
All the endless hours of sweat and blood he had filled the organization had gone down the channel.
He had known about comparable cases incident to other individuals, even read about it on the daily papers and saw it on the TV news...
He even saw a firsthand ordeal when his dear cousin was sacked from her employment and noiselessly implored never encounter it.
Tragically he was not saved...
After supper, he summoned strength and told Atinuke he was back in the work market.
"ehn, sweetheart what did you simply say?"
He could never have envisioned she would respond that way.
That her charming grin that made his day notwithstanding when he was in a terrible temperament vanished in a moment like a criminal in the night.
She comforted him and guaranteed him that he would soon find himself a superior employment
Thus it started...
Outfitted with his deliberately composed CV and application letter, he scoured through heaps of daily papers and presented his CV and application letter to diverse organizations in his field that had publicized empty positions.
He called fami
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