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    Hello coolval family,I want to share this lovely story title “kATZY”.. I don’t no if it already here

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    Episode 1.

    Back then, I made up my mind that the interview with Dreg fashion line was going to be my last. if I don’t make it to the top then i will look for some other job to do.
    I have tried different modeling agency just to get in line but It never came through.
    After my fourth times which Julie convinced me to give it one more shot and I did and as usual my name did not come out on the list. For one reason or the other I was left out again. I begin to loss interest in the modeling thing, maybe is not really my calling.
    I wish I have an important person who can recommend me to a good modeling brand and give me a push but I only got myself and my looks which doesn’t count anymore.

    After my last try with Dreg fashion line I began to look for other means to make something out of my life.
    I only got my Dad and younger brother, my Dad runs a plumbing shop with my brother and nothing much was coming from there. I needed to sit up and make something meaningful for myself.

    At that point in my life was when I got the offer to take the very job that I detest so much.
    “A professional maid” Julie, my good friend convinced me again to take up the job which was going to be something that will occupy my mind and I will get my paycheck at the end of every month.
    I got the job after lying that I had experience on it. I had no experience at all except the one I got from home.
    I clean every sufface and wash every vessel in my home. My dad likes it when the house is sparkling clean and I make sure of that.
    That was the only experience I gathered and lying to the Cole family was my only way in.
    I was good at the job and they like my way of cleaning but I hate every bit of it. My brother Jon tried everything possible to talk me out of it, I ignored him because of the pay.
    I was beginning to support my Dad and have some savings too but I struggle with the fact that I was actually a maid.
    I began to pick interest while working for the Cole until Mr Cole who was way older than my father started making sexual advances on me.
    He will deliberately touch my buttocks while passing by, winked at me when his wife is not watching and several other dirty act.
    The Cole were well to do family and I was just begining to enjoy working for them before all this started.
    I once threatened to tell his wife if he continues with such indecent act but he even got worst. He said his wife won’t believe me because she trusted him.
    He has two daughters, one is older than I am while the other is younger.
    And it was just as he said.
    I couldn’t suffer in silence anymore and when I tried to resign the woman asked to know why, I summon the courage to tell her but just as the husband said she didn’t believe me and called me a liar.
    I left the Cole without collecting my last paycheck.
    It wasn’t a good experience and that was why I decided to look for a different job but none was forthcoming.

    I stayed home depending on my Dad after spending my little savings.
    Julie was concerned about me, she told me about another maid Job, a big household looking for a “professional” housekeeper I told her I wasn’t interested.
    Nothing was going to make me go back into scrubbing somebody’s floor and getting insulted.

    Few days later I began to think about it, I was tired of doing nothing. I needed to get serious.
    Julie said this household is far richer than the Cole family and doesn’t have time for nonsense which was why alot of people will be fighting hard to get the job.
    She asked me to apply via email right away before the offer closes.

    maybe she’s right, I will give it another try. Hopefully I will be shortlisted for an interview and if possible I may even get my dream of modeling come to reality, all it takes is the right connection and this new household “the Desmonds” has it all.

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    Episode 2

    Hello… this is Desmond resident. Who’s on the line please?

    The receiver was a female who sound so polished with a tick accent. From her voice I can tell that she is the serious type and does not have time to waste.

    “Good day madam. My name Katsy Lukas and I’m calling to confirm of the job interview tomorrow….I want to know if is still going to hold…

    “Yes it is. The interview start at exact 1pm… this is to allow anybody coming from a long distance to arrive in time before we commence. You have to be here by the agreed time because I’m a very busy person.

    “Alright… thank you ma’am.

    “Your welcome Kay-se. See you tomorrow then.

    I can sense her smile as she made the last statement which made me wonder why she suddenly appear so polite.
    Most bosses does not see the need to be nice to job seekers or even their employees.

    Anyway I shouldn’t conclude yet on the kind of person she might be until tomorrow.

    I have looked forward to getting a decent job in a long time after quiting from the Cole’s but none was favorable until Julie my best friend told me about this one and without wasting time I applied via email and in no time I was invited for interview which I looked forward to.

    As I was checking for what to wear, I hard the door opened. I knew my Dad and brother have returned from the shop.
    They came in rather early today, I have not even started dinner yet.

    I came out to welcome them and just a mare look on their faces I can tell the day has not been pleasant.

    My brother Jon dumped a bag on the ground before sitting hard on our half torn cushion.
    I went to pick up the bag so that I can put it at the right place.
    Jon yawn tiredly before saying.

    “Hey Kat… have you made dinner because I’m famished…

    He said while relaxing back.

    I ignored him and face Dad who also sat hard on another worn out chair in our small sitting room. He turned to me and said.

    “Have you started dinner? Aside the tea we took in the morning before leaving for the store we haven’t tasted any other thing all through the day. There was no single sales today… it was pointless sitting in the shop all day with empty stomach, that was why we decided to come home…

    My dad’s aging face was line with worries, his gray hair was multiplying by the day. He doesn’t look like a man in his early fifties he look like a seventy years old man.

    “I never knew you will be back this early…is just 4:56pm. I normally start dinner by 5:30 and sometimes 6.oclock because you and Jon usually come home by seven o’clock but I will start right away. I was busy getting myself ready for my interview tomorrow…

    Jon laughed out before saying.

    “Don’t get too anxious or excited over becoming a maid for some rich family…

    I hushed him quickly.

    “Shut up Jon. This is not just any kind of maid…the Desmonds want a professional housekeeper and aside the pay which maybe mouth watering I was also hoping to get connection for my modeling career.

    Dad spoke in my defense while relaxing back.

    “Jon, let your sister be.

    Jon stood up to take water to drink. After gulping down a cup of water he turned to me and said.

    “Your last experience with the Cole family won’t be something to be proud of Kat. I’m not trying to discourage you but you can find a better job… something you will be proud to boast off. If somebody ask you what you do for a living… you can boldly say with pride what you actually do. nothing to be ashamed of…but how will you be able to say that you are a maid…”professional” one at that… scrubbing the floor, cooking and cleaning somebody’s toilet…

    “I’m still proud of it and my prayers and hope is that I will be fit for the job. I will be able to save enough money and start up something for myself.

    Jon scuff and said with a surrending tone.

    “Good luck with that”.

    I later made dinner and got myself set for the next day.

    I spoke with Julie that evening and she wished me luck with the interview.

    The following day I got set, I kept whispering positive things to myself that morning which made me wonder if is all because of an ordinary housekeeping job which was another word for a maid that was making me uptight.
    Anyway, is not that ordinary when it comes to working for such important and well to do family.

    When I got to the interview address, the building was magnificent. I stood and admire such a creative architectural work on it.

    I was ushered into a waiting room where two ladies and a young man were already there before me even though i was 30minutes early.
    Everyone of them look so professional. They were corporatively dressed as if they came for a bank interview.
    I was well dressed too, I feel good with myself as I held a small folder containing my credentials on my laps.
    After sometime, two other lady with another young man came in.
    One of the lady’s wore a short skimpy gown which was displaying her thigh and cleavage. She had a heavy makeup on her face. She sat with her legs crossed while she admire the entire room where we all sat.
    This job is indeed a serious one. I was already loosing my confidence.
    The caliber of people coming for the interview makes me wonder if I have any chance of getting the job. Although my chances are very slim I still try to keep my hopes alive.

    Seeing the beautiful house alone was a big motivation for me to not give up.

    We all sat quietly, minding our business and waiting for whoever will interview us.

    And the first person was called upon, she smiled her way in.
    But within few second she came out with a frown plastered all over her. . the second person went in and came out in no time. She muttered some cursed words as she walked out angrily.

    I was beginning to get uncomfortable, my two palms were sweating. Even the tiny hope I had earlier has left me.
    The people who looks more professional than I am are walking away and it was obvious they were disqualified.

    I was supposed to be the next to go in but the skimpy dressed lady who was among the last approached me.

    “Hello…my name is Natasha but my friends calls me Tasha. I know you are the next to go in… please allow me to take your place. My grandma is in the hospital and I need to see her in the next one hour or she will die… let me go in now so that i can be interviewed and I will be able to meet up with my dying grandma.

    Her request was absurd yet I couldn’t say no to her especially since her grandmother was dying. I was already eager to go in but I have to take Natasha’s place. Maybe with that I will be able to calm my racing heart.

    Natasha went in and she didn’t come out immediately like others did. I waited for more minutes before she came out smiling.
    She looked at me and said.

    “I’m sorry, I was asked to tell the rest of you to go home. I got the job… I’m so happy. The interview has ended… your presence is no longer needed. I’m going to celebrate with my boyfriend. I’m sorry that I lied but you have to use what you have to get what you want. I lied about my dying grandma. I was already getting impatient and my makeup was fading off. Anyway sorry about that. I’m really excited that I got the job. I will live in this big mansion and with their connection my musical career will kick off….

    I was just seated there with my mouth open as she walked away.
    After everyone left I was still sitting not knowing what to do.
    I can’t believe that after the long hour of waiting, I was dismissed just like that. I didn’t even get the chance to be interviewed.
    I picked up my folder with a heavy heart and decided to go back home.
    I was angry as I walk away and my anger was more on Natasha who lied to me or maybe I should channel the anger on the Desmonds for picking such a lying maid and kicking the rest of us out.

    I hate to blame myself for any of this but is actually my fault. If I turned her down and not feel Sorry with her pitiful grandmother story I would have gotten a chance to be interviewed.

    My hopes of connecting with a an important personality who will help my modeling dream just came crushing.

    By the way, what does Natasha mean by “using what she has to get what she want”?

    That girl will rot in hell for what she did to me.

    I was boiling angrily as I stood to take my leave.

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    Use wat u av to get wat u want’ hmm, pinky are u pondering wat am pondering? I think so brain.

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    next plz

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    Episode 3.

    As I got home I went straight to my room feeling bad.
    My Dad and brother were not home yet which was a good thing, I will have time to fuss around.

    I called Julie to tell her how everything went, hoping to get a consolatory words from her but she was wasn’t helpful at all.

    ” How can you let a fellow lady like you deceive you so easily. Now, you didn’t even get a chance to be interviewed and you just walked away just like that. Kat I was hoping that you will get this job at the Desmonds…they have the connection that you may need and you will get the chance to meet bigger opportunities. Anyway…not to worry, I will be looking out for any other well to do family who maybe needing a help in their ho…

    I didn’t allow Julie to finish before I interrupted.

    ” Ple… please don’t think of it Julie. I’m done with such awful jobs. I will look for other work to do even if is to work as a sales attendant I will, rather than becoming a maid. I don’t care how rich the family maybe…I don’t want another housekeeping or maid Job ever again. Why is it only domestic work that you kept recommending for me or is it because is what you do. Don’t you have a bigger dream or you want to be a domestic staff for the rest of your life…do you want to be a servant forever Julie…

    “Kat, there is nothing wrong in domestic work. Especially if you are working for a friendly family like mine and I don’t intend to do It for the rest of my life, I also have plans which I have already started working towards. The Philips are nice people and I enjoy working with them. You have to take away negativity that comes with the job and embrace the good side of it. Since you don’t want another…is alright Kat. I will be looking out for other jobs for you then. relax girl! You can come over to the Philips tomorrow…I will fix you a nice hot paparika drink to ease your troubled soul…

    Julie knows how to add humor to everything which was one thing I love about her.

    After making dinner I retired to my room.
    I knew when my Dad and brother returned back but I was too busy searching for other jobs online right in my room.

    They won’t be needing me because I have set everything for them in place.

    My Dad only knocked on my door to check up on me and to know how the interview went.
    I simply told him that I didn’t get The job and his sorting word was
    ” don’t get stressed out Kat… you will get another…a better one. we will manage whatever we got… alright?

    The following day, Jon was already enjoying the fact that I didn’t get The offer.
    He came to my room with a fat grin on his face

    “Dad told me that you were disqualified from the job… and I can’t help but celebrate.

    “I wasn’t disqualified. I didn’t even get the chance for an interview and I don’t want to talk about it…definitely not with you Jon.

    He raised his two hands up as he walked away with the same smile he came in.

    After three days I was still searching for a better job offer and applying.

    After a week I was asked to come for interview as a P.A that’s personal assistant to one famous actor.
    Getting there, it didn’t appear as a job interview but looks like a competitive scene.
    Everyone wants to outsmart the other in looks, in wears, in hairdo even in speech. They were all trying to sound posh.
    I got the chance for an interview but at the end I didn’t get the job.

    I attended another job interview as a secretary to a big firm. After I got the chance to be interviewed I was asked to go home that they will call me.

    I waited for days for their call but it never came rather I got a call from one hospitality industry that I applied to be a GSA that’s Guest services agent.
    I was asked to resume the following Monday.

    The job wasn’t exactly what I wanted, it won’t give me the chance to do other things. The salary wasn’t fat but fair. Is going to be a long hour work which runs in shifts but I was glad to finally have a job. I will get to meet new people and if I’m lucky I may even meet someobdy who has the right connection that I need.

    At this point, I don’t think I have much choice. Is better than other odd jobs that Julie was always recommending. It wouldn’t have been so bad if I was lucky enough to work for a nice family like the Philips or the wealthy and proud Desmonds who mercilessly sent me away even without getting to know me.

    Is been three weeks already that I was at the Desmonds for an interview of which I was sent away.
    One of the most humiliating moment of my life.

    I was in my room, getting prepared for this new job that I will be starting on Monday when Jon came in.

    “Congratulations Kat… at least you can boast of what you do in front of others now. Ooh!… how much I hate that maid Job thing. I feel very delighted that my sister won’t be scrubbing bunch of fat, lazy, rich and famous toilet… hahahaha…

    I managed a fake smile without looking up at him.

    “will you rather prefer been a maid over this your new fine job? Can’t you see God doesn’t even want you to be a servant to anybody. First it was the Cole then the Desmonds who were very rude. They called for an interview but sent you away on getting there without a chance… very annoying. I would have given them the piece of my heart before leaving but then it can never be me.

    I replied Jon with a hushed voice.

    “You sound really jealous of the rich… remember they are not responsible for our miserable life. Everyone have the same chance to life is just that most of us aren’t so lucky. If they have come out by themselves and informed the rest of us that the interview was over it would have been a little bit reliving but they sent the same girl that lied to me about her dying grandma just to take my chance. She got the job and have the gut to say that our presence is no longer needed and she will get a chance to pursue her musical career with the Desmonds help… My whole modelling dream is gradually dying off while her’s is coming to live. That Natasha is a wicked soul. Maybe is all for the best… this new job is a form of consolation…

    “You sound so angry Kat. I’m sorry that I have been a jerk lately. I only want the best for you that’s all. You wished the Desmonds had picked you for the job? But then this Natasha girl is probably lying… what if she was never sent by the Desmonds to ask the rest of you to go but only did that so that another person won’t be picked after her. Remember she lied with her dying grandma and took your chance…. such person is capable of anything. you should give the Desmonds a call just to clear your mind. I know I hate this maid Job but if it will make you happy then you have my support…

    Jon’s word got me thinking. What if Natasha was lying. But is pointless contacting the Desmonds because is over three weeks now. I don’t want to appear desperate. Is better i stick to my new job.

    I told Jon that there was no need for that because everyone has moved on and I have a new job to look forward to.

    Jon refused to let it go. He asked me to call first and clear my doubt.

    I finally summon the courage to call the following morning.

    “He…llo…Good morning”.
    I greeted with a shaky voice immediately somebody answered the call.

    “Who’s speaking and how may I help you…?

    The voice was more in a hurry and wasn’t all friendly. I won’t let anybody to deceive me the second time. Is probably that Natasha girl that answered the call. She is working for the Desmonds now and may have access to their home line.

    “This is very urgent, I need to speak to Mrs Desmond, the madam of the house… If she is not available then I will call back.

    There was silent at the other end. After sometime the lady said with a calculative tone.

    “You are speaking to Mrs Desmond. What is the urgency?

    I decided to go straight to the point.

    “My name is Katse Lukas…I came for an interview three weeks ago but I didn’t get the chance to be interviewed. I was sent back home. I only called to know why I was disqualified even before getting a chance to be interviewed. I know is been over three weeks now but I still feel bothered because I was not given reason on why exactly I was sent away just like that…

    I poured out my heart and waited for either a response or a shutdown. She may decide to end the call on me but I was prepared for anything and I wasn’t begging for the job, I just want to clear my mind from the ill treatment that I was given.
    There was a long pause from her before she speak.

    “Kat..se Lukas right? I remember you calling to confirm for the interview but you never showed up… which I thought. I interviewed lots of people which you weren’t among. I don’t know how you got such information but I will like to hear it from you personally. One of the job offer is still open. No one has taken it up yet and this job is a very special one I don’t know if you will be fit for it. So I’m giving you another chance for an interview. I will love to have a talk with you and I will also like to know who instructed you to leave when I never said so. Come on Monday let’s have a chat Kay-se Lukas. Enjoy the rest of your day.

    The call ended. I ran out to Jon to inform him that he was right. Mrs Desmond never instructed any one to leave. Which means Natasha lied again.

    But the problem is this my new job.

    I was asked to come on Monday for another personal interview with Mrs Desmond herself and is the same Monday that I will be resuming at my new working place.

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