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An experience I would never forget

An Experience I would never forget

Written by Charles N Okere

As I entered the men's restroom to tidy up before my interview, a woman emerged from one of the stalls, giving me a peculiar look before exiting. I was puzzled but smiled, wondering why she had entered the men's room. Moments later, three women rushed in, seemingly unaware of my presence, and began using the stalls. Confused, I stepped out to check the door sign, which clearly indicated "Male" with a corresponding icon. The women's restroom was right across, similarly labeled.

I re-entered the men's room, only to be met with a surreal scene: one woman changed her sanitary pad beside the mirror, another exited a stall with her pants down, and a third undressed, putting on a new bra. It was as if they didn't notice or care about my presence. I hastily exited, wondering if I had stumbled into a bizarre reality.

Curious about the mix-up, I peeked into the women's restroom, only to be met with screams and thrown toiletries as two women bathed inside. I apologized and quickly retreated.

After this ordeal, I returned to the waiting area and was eventually called for my interview. Entering the room, I was taken aback by three gorgeous women lounging on a sofa in nighties, surrounded by their cosmetics and perfumes. The room also featured a queen-sized bed, which seemed out of place. They asked me to sit, requested my credentials, and posed a series of questions, including some about my personal life.

One question asked if I had ever applied lotion to a woman's back to make her feel relaxed. I found this question odd but answered nonetheless. The interview took a strange turn when one of the women stood up, handed me lotion and oil, and instructed me to apply it to her back on the bed. I was shocked and hesitant, looking at the other two women, who seemed uncomfortable with the situation.

The woman on the bed yelled at me to proceed, and the others echoed her demands. I politely declined, feeling that this was not a legitimate interview process, and exited the room.

As I walked home, a Hilux and Sienna car stopped ahead of me, and men in military attire emerged with an elderly woman and a young girl. The woman's expression was stern, and she asked the girl if I was the one who had impregnated her, using sign language. The girl nodded, and the woman accused me of taking advantage of her disability. I protested, claiming a misunderstanding and denying any involvement in the girl's pregnancy.

The next thing I knew, a hot slap landed on my face from the soldier who seemed to be the leader. "So you're still denying that you took advantage of my sister and got her pregnant? How dare you!" he screamed, kicking me to the ground. I begged for mercy, pleading that there must be some mistake. "Sir, I have no idea what you're talking about. Please, there must be a misunderstanding."

The soldier's anger only intensified. "You're still denying it? By the time I'm done with you, you'll realize that not all girls you mess with will let you go free. I'm taking you to the barracks." He instructed his men to bundle me into the Hilux, which they did with brutal force.

As we drove, they stopped at a food vendor shop and stormed in, along with the girl and her mother. Moments later, they dragged a young man out of the restaurant and bundled him into the car instead of me. The woman apologized to me reluctantly before they drove away.

I returned to my apartment, only to discover that there was no power supply. While trying to change the fuse, I was electrocuted and lost consciousness for about 10 minutes. As I regained consciousness, I received a call congratulating me for passing the interview test and welcoming me to the company. I was still reeling from the shock of the previous events, and this news only added to my confusion.

I was stunned when they told me that everything that happened during the interview was a test. The restroom drama, the seductive women in the interview room.

The company's representative smiled, seemingly pleased with the outcome. "We're happy to have someone with self-control and integrity on board. You're not easily swayed by temptation, and that's a valuable asset to our organization."

THE END

© Charles N Okere 2025