Everything i ever told was a big fat lie except that my name is Ibrahim and i just completed my transit. It was borne of fear - fear of ending up unemployed after graduation. I got so carried away with my lies that I soon started believing in them. For every single wrong I have done, my sincere apologies. Truth is, I got anger management problem but I found a competent therapist in the person of reason. As we all know, getting a job in my country even after meeting the necessary requirements require a lot more than necessary; you have to know somebody that knows somebody that knows somebody that knows somebody and on and on and i know nobody that knows nobody so i figured out a way which as i expected, hasnt yielded any results yet. I figured its best i turn my transit experiences into developmental activities by allowing myself to be watched and monitored by people whose opinion counts. This is what i have been doing for months and i just thought now would be appropriate to send out my Curriculum Vitae/ Cover Letter. I was told also that by refusing to unlearn old rules and old ways of doing things with the thinking this is the way we have always done it, i would miss learning opportunities. Although i always love to stand out from the crowd, i realized i first had to walk through the crowd like whatever that means but, its just me. To cut long stories short, i dont tell love stories. i like to get down to business. i need a job. whatever capacity is not a problem. all you need do is tell me what am supposed to do then you could take your family and loved ones on that vacation youve always dreamed of, knowing fully well that you could never make a wrong decision by leaving Ibrahim in charge of your work station. I am competent. I love to serve. Its what I was born to do. I hate being idle; it makes me feel useless and i hate that feeling as much as i hate being penniless. you got my phone number, you got my email, you got my address, you got my cover letter, in care of my God Father, you got me. why wait a little longer? take a look at your coworkers. this may just be as a reminder, that what you need is the magic touch of Ibrahim. tell it to anyone who cares to listen and they may tell you Ibrahim is talk of the season but what season is this supposed to be really? i may have said a lot out of turn lately but, just dont hate me. spread word; Ibrahim needs a job!
Posted on: Wed, 29 Oct 2014 09:53:49 +0000
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