, and he asked me to send my CV.
That's where the problem started.
To save storage, I had set disappearing messages on my WhatsApp. I built my CV that same day and sent it to him. When I checked later, the chat was gone. The 24-hour timer had wiped it before he could reply.
He asked about the tests and procedures done in a medical laboratory, then about my parents, where I stay, and my year of graduation. I was nervous, and I answered some questions better than others. In the end, I wrote my name and number on a sheet of paper, he gave me his number
I had free time and nothing to lose. So instead of waiting at home, I decided to try my luck.
I breathed in, breathed out, and walked in. I introduced myself to the receptionist, who went to the director's office briefly, then asked me to come in.
I'm a graduate of Medical Laboratory Technology from Ogun State Polytechnic of Health and Allied Sciences, with no work experience and no interview behind me. My new university hadn't released a resumption date for new intakes, where I'd be starting Doctor of Optometry.
It was a Saturday, and I had gone out to meet an engineer about my laptop's audio problem. While I waited, I noticed the signboard of a medical laboratory diagnostic center.
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Balloons are deflated.
They look lifeless, like me.
Once, they danced with the wind,
floating toward a sky
they believed belonged to them.
Now they lie upon the floor,
quiet, forgotten,
their colors meaning nothing
without the air that gave them life.
I know that feeling.