love in the unexpected places

Avva PV Thirty minutes and all I get is sorry we are no hiring seriously, I was in my own world when I hit a wall, ''wait a minute how did a wall end up in the middle of the road'', when I looked up, only to see that its not a wall but a man, and he just looked at me and left without saying sorry, if you say I was angry it would be an understatement, I was furious, not at the a wall of course but at that stupid man, instead of saying sorry the niga just left me there, and my phone!!!! f**k!! it fell in the water, to make the matter worst he was White not that I have anything against Whites. Oh! Sorry where are my manners let me introduce myself, well my name is Avva Moore, I am 20years a Zambian, it's all the way in African, for those who think African is a country and am jobless if you want to add some Humour to that and I have just been chased out of my last interview of ten I had in the last one month. You see jobs in my country don't come by easily if I may say especially for people like me who are not learned as the society puts it , you see out of three siblings I am not the most brightest so to say. Don't get me wrong I do have my beauty and am intelligent in my own way if I do say so myself and yes I went to school not the higher levels but I finished secondary level. So my last option is to apply as a waitress at a hotel, not that I am complaining but my mum will throw a fit if she finds out that I didn't get the job,"ahhh!!," What the hell am I going to do nothing. I was praying the whole way to the hotel for my interview because I want the job, I have bills to pay, I may be living in my mums house but I do pay for my living. wow! Was all I could say when I saw how big the hotel was, to be honest people have money. "Hey iam here for the interviews " I told the lady that was at the counter and she looked at me as if i just grow two horns, "Mr bwalya will see you in thirty minutes", I just groaned inward so as not to be rude. Miss Moore you may go in, the rude lady said, I rolled my eyes, "thank you" I said and just went in, the interviewer was a fat man in his late forties short with a belly. "miss Moore" he asked, "yes sir" I answered in a small voice. "Ahh I see that you only finished your secondary level with no higher qualifications am I right miss Moore", yes sir. So why should we hire you? Let me just say I was not hired he give me a big NO! and that's it I was out of the door with my head held low, I was thinking about how was going to tell my mum when I hard someone clear his throat, " may I sit with you ; I looked up to see a very good looking man, he looked as if he was in his middle forty and boy was he handsome. Miss?he said again that's when I realized that I was ogling at him, "yes please" I answered shyly not happy that I got caught. Why are you sitting here all by your self, well I started but only to stop myself " what the hell " I was going to tell a stranger that I got chased out of the interview because I am uneducated, when i looked at him he was still waiting for my answer, so I just told him everything after all I was not going to see him again. "So why did you apply when you known that you are not qualified for the job" he asked. You know even a baby learns how to walk if given a chance, similarly if given a chance I can learn you know. He just smiled but didn't say anything. There was silence between us not an awkward silence but a comfortable one. " well it was nice meet you I said and was about to go when he offered me a lift,I didn't have any cash on me because I had used up my last money to come to this interview,so I did what any person could do and said yes,