I lay on my bed in the middle of the night, still feeling my aching shoulders and stinging scratches. I just got home from the main building and the tiredness was slowly dawning on me. The expensive tuxedo I was wearing earlier is now neatly folded on my chair. My eyes were heavy and all I wanted to do is sleep but there was something on my mind that kept me awake.
What is the reason for all of this?
I don't know much about business yet but the things that happened earlier wasn't part of the battle that I thought I would be facing after I left the army. The Ad that I saw was constructed professionally. There was nothing about it that made me think that it was out of the ordinary except that it was sent especially for me. Apart from the fact that one of the requirements was to have some m
