Trouble with love

Ibironke sat in the middle of the room awkwardly,tapping her fingers silently while waiting for the interviewer to ask the normal interview questions. “Your name please” The interviewer said in a bored tone without raising her head up . “Ibironke oladeji .” She said meekly What ?! The interviewer raised her head up Ibironke oladeji ! She said louder Looking uneasy , the interviewer said “sorry I can’t pronounce your name , can yo-“ “Just call me Ron”. Ibironke blurted out . Ok . The interviewer said looking relieved .

“Now Ron , I’ve been looking at your file and it says you have a bachelors degree in economics at the University of Chicago . That’s nice but I’m afraid you’re too qualified for this job .” “Why?!” Ibironke said with a shaky voice The interviewer sighs . “you applied for the role of a personal assistant and I can’t accept you because this is outside what you studied in school .” “I don’t care ! I need this job miss” she begged. Rubbing her head the interviewer said , “look Ron you went to a really nice school and your employer isn’t someone you can handle . No offense but you look very timid and I don’t think you can last a week with him” Ibironke laughs . “I don’t think you understand ma’am” I- “it’s Tessa . Please don’t call me ma’am. I’m too old for that title .” “Ok Tessa” .” “I need this job ! I don’t care if my employer is satan himself , I need money and if you don’t want me robbing a bank after I leave here , you have to employ me !” Ibironke pleaded . Looking shocked ,Tessa pauses for a while and said ,“ we will give you a call to let you know if you got the job . Please take your leave and call the next person on your way out . Ibironke gets to her shoebox apartment, turns on the light and plops on her worn out couch . She sighs and kicks off her shoes and throws her bag on the floor .she looks at her apartment and sighs . “Dad can’t you just get me a fucking job after leaving me in debt !” she yells in frustration. “ I’m too young for this . I’m just twenty three years old , I can’t do this anymore!” . Two years ago her dad got sick and later died of colon cancer a year ago . But before her dad died, it was she and her dad against world . She never got to know her mom well enough. Her mom died while trying to birth her brother who also died . All this trauma and tragedy made her dad migrate he and her from Lagos Nigeria to California when she was just fifteen years old . He couldn’t deal with the pain of losing his wife and son at the same time . moving to California made her and her dad super close. Her dad had a bakery shop here in California, it wasn’t small and also it wasn’t big but it was enough to provide for her and her dad and they were happy . She tried setting her dad up with other people , he couldn’t. He still loved his wife even after she died. When her dad got sick , he hid it from her . But with time she started to notice that he wasn’t as happy as he was before, he was getting leaner and always looking tired . By the time she confronted her dad to ask him what was wrong , the sickness had worsen . She quit her job to take care of him full time . She followed him to all of his doctors appointments and chemotherapy even though her dad had told her not to worry and go back to work . Her father’s words had always played in her head “Ibironke mi leave your old man and go back to work , I can take care of myself .” She wished she had listened to him . She misses him . After her father died , he left her a lot of hospital bills to pay . She tried going back to her former place of work to see if her boss was going to accept her back,he didn’t . she knew deep down that he wouldn’t but she still had to try her luck . She applied for several jobs ,she got no call backs . While she got no call backs for the jobs she applied for , she worked part time at a local restaurant and other several menial jobs to pay off the debt but it still wasn’t enough . She even sold her father’s bakery to pay off the bills . “I hate my life!”. She sobs . She hates that she had to sell her dad’s bakery. It was her dad’s prized possession. She hates that she quit her job even though she knew she had to so she take care of her father full time . Eventually she moved out of the apartment her and her dad used to stay in because she couldn’t pay rent.asides the hospital bills she had to pay , things were getting hard for her since she had little money coming in . Her phone rings . “you’re late and boogerbitch is in one of her annoying moods”. She laughs . Thank you for covering for me kiara . “Don’t thank me yet bitch” . “Did you get the job ?” “We will give you a call to let you know if you get the job” she mimicked. “bitch I’m so tired of hearing that sentence”. Kiara laughs. “I’m coming over when your supposed shift ends. “bitch you offered to cover my shift ” . They both laugh . “Bring my babies with you when you’re coming . I need my comforter right now . “ whatever” . She rolls her eyes .” see you in the two hours mamacita”. She hangs up . Ibironke drags herself to her bedroom and plops down to her bed. She closes her eyes instantly and welcomes the darkness.