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Friday, 10 June 2016

A CUP OF TEA


Some conversations can sound banal when you overhear if you have no option because you cannot ear muff in a public setting. However, such conversations are usually very material. They are laced with real life situations of past events that may have no meaning in the current dispensation. Yet we have to learn from the past to be able to make meaningful progress. The past forms our heritage and helps in eschewing mistakes that are repetitive.


Over the week, I was in a matatu headed to town to ask for some referral letters my prospective employer wanted from me. Since the matatu did not have hip music with loud speakers and since I could not sleep, I decided to keenly listen to two gentlemen conversing on Moi-Era policies and politics. It was barely a week after finishing Exams when I got a call that I should avail the documents as quickly as possible which was also a God send. Imagine finishing exams then you are due for employment, is than not a blessing?


I have to be very candid. The Kenyan system has prepared us to be job seekers. Even if we wanted to be our own bosses, the lure for easy money while working without much commitment makes us love being employed. Again, fear of the unknown, lack of capital and skills makes us shun venturing into sole proprietorship. So am party to the whole employment ideology. And in that regard, I am also waiting for this employer to act swiftly and judiciously to probably see the urgency that I need a job.


As I intimated, I was in a mathree, two men probably in their late forties or early fifties were conversing and there was one who was seated in front to my right whose voice towered over the Sonitek sounding speakers. They were specifically conversing about how retired president Moi made in a requirement that all civil servants who were on leave were supposed to head back to their rural homes to reduce lethargy in the city. And when they were coming back, they were not supposed to carry cereals that exceeded a certain amount. Since police road blocks were erected on all major towns and centres, your car would be ransacked arbitrarily and the excess retained by the officers or you risked being jailed. I have not yet confirmed the rationale or certainty of the gen but am sure there were health, personal and a variety of other reasons behind the caveat.


The men also talked about how it was mandatory for students in colleges to get the Chief’s approval letter when heading back to campus as a sign that they were not wayward or engaging in acts forbidden by the law whether de jure or de facto. I never knew there would have been a relationship between this employer and the Kanu era policies until I sat down and synthesized my predicaments which are now over. At least this is a consolation given the fact that I am not alone in this struggle.


Anyway, as a matter of fact, one has to conduct due diligence and have a reasonable basis that you are indeed clean before they hire you. That means they have to carry out checks that are sometimes very severe that on the surface look very trivial. In fact, I had never known that getting a recommendation letter can be a hustle. I had to kill some of my ambitions and pursuits to attend to another juggernaut that got me worried so much.


Having contacted my former employer, I thought they had mechanisms in place to issue a recommendation letter. Woe unto me, they had no such structure, again, they barely know formal English. As a result, it was a challenge convincing them to write me a letter to send to my new employer. What was frustrating was the fact that they were directing me to another person whose English was also pathetic. I remember when he wrote some policies for the company, I felt like crying. I wondered why the quest for money had landed me. The statements flouted all grammatical rules and I felt like posting the printout on social media but my senses would not allow me. As a result, I kept it somewhere but it got lost with the course of time. Now, I know why I should at least work with institutions with structures. Workplaces that are devoid of emotions and are run professionally without any stigma. In the end, I contacted my former boss who was of aid and I got served.


Then there was Red Cross. I was required to get a letter from them also. And it goes without doubt that this is one of the most bureaucratic process I had to go through in order to get documentation. A problem arose since I had not been participating in many activities in the recent past due to studies and personal commitments. I needed someone who knew me to act as a referee to assure the final referee that I have a clean sheet. One of the biggest problems I faced was in contacting our youth chair who has a fulltime job and hence is rarely in the Red Cross offices to certify that he knows those who are seeking recommendation letters. There was a time in the process of searching for the document where I got frustrated to the point I felt like, ‘Is this hustle really worth it.’


The first time I called the contact person, he never picked my phone nor replied to my message. But being that person who is usually ignored, I took it that he was just like the others. After another day, I did call and he did pick but I was running out of time. The county manager who was supposed to sign my document was not in the country and not even my life membership certificate aided in making matters better. I envied the government even though it can be very bureaucratic also given that they process documents not by knowing someone but by looking at your records.


It was while looking for this documents that I thought of an employment opportunity that could reduce the red tape of getting a document from our local Red Cross branch. If only they could be able to store information in a database, say Microsoft Access or Excel where retrieval is easier, they could reduce the frustrations people go through. Why do you need two approvals before you are given a recommendation letter? Just by the look of the activities you did can serve as a better representation than relying on a person who knows you. From the activities, reports are generated at the end of the day to find out whether there were any misdemeanors. If there were none, then you are cleared and given you letter based on those grounds, if any adverse information is written and you are mentioned, then your letter is delayed to allow for further scrutiny.


But I loved the explanation they gave as to why they could not write that letter just yet. Given that there was a person who misused the letter after employment by going on ahead and stealing from the organization he was employed in, there was reluctance in issuing those letters. However, sole situations should not be used to incriminate those that are ‘clean’. Even using another person to certify that he knows you does not help much. What helps a lot is records.


I realized that there are no reliable records that are used but only the use of memory by the officer in charge to ratify your documents after asking you few questions which you may cram if given ‘leakage’. Anyway, at the end of the day, I was able to get the document. It has taught me an important lesson. That I need to form a good rapport with those I work with. They can break or make you. Initially, I had taken for granted people knowing me. I loved being mysterious. To remain that person who is seen and when am gone from the situation, they forget about me.


I initially intimated that I will henceforth work with an employer who has got structures. This is because, when I phoned my former boss where I worked as a teacher, he was very formal and straight with regard to handling my issue. He only had to check his files and judiciously make an informed decision when he realized he had forgotten who I was. He did set an appointment date and when I visited, he duly helped.


At this point, I appreciate that formal education to a certain level is very crucial. If you deal with someone without formal education, they may frustrate you for no good reason. Plus, I repeat, storing information in a database is still one of the most important things in life as it eases some time consuming processes.


Anyway.


Away from the frustrations and hectic process of getting letters, I met one of my former campus mates. We met near TUK on some vibandas where I also went for a haircut since my hair was turning out to be unproportioned. He was very bitter as to why he wasted his time in campus. Even me (sic), I usually thought of having wasted time going to campus but not anymore. Like if I had invested the money in a business, I would have been having reliable income if the business picked. He intimated about those days he spent reading in the library and having sleepless nights while in high school and campus. Then someone decides to give him the job of sweeping floors and packing goods awaiting them to be shipped overseas. I wanted to tell him my bit of having sometimes washed toilets, washed clothes for the orphans and other obscene jobs. I washed clothes that you wear gloves to wash because they are laced with urine or faeces. And a variety of other things that you do on a voluntary basis you wonder why you even went to campus. But they aid in reducing lolling. Better still, you have something to do when idle.


At least, in his case, he was being paid. In my case, I was not employed and that was a better way of making use of my time until other projects arose. Plus, there is always mystery of not handling routine work when you volunteer in an organisation like Red cross.


My pal was more irked by the fact that his immediate supervisor was a holder of a certificate and he used to tell him to issue out his CV so that in the event a vacancy did arise, he would be considered. But in his vile thoughts which I insularly consented with, he was of the opinion that upon receipt of the document, the bugger would use it as material for reuse or place it in a paper shredder or worse still, use it to light his jiko.


We talked about a variety of other stuff that was affecting an unemployed graduate. If only there was a way of absorbing this clueless labor force, then, something good would be in the offing for this nation. As a job seeker who now has hopes, I know that I am not alone. Nonetheless, there is this huge monster that has invaded the employment industry called corruption. For example, there are certain institutions where you have to part with a million shillings to be employed paid upfront or in installments. The problem arises with regard in knowing right person to give the money if you have it. Additionally, if your folks are not that liquid, you need to take up what comes your way. Seething with rage will not help. So it all boils down that to a certain extent, the job market has been left to the people who have means. If you are a hohe hahe and you don’t secure a place through graduate recruitment, chances are you will have to wait a little longer because new graduates who are more agile will be considered over you an old graduate. In order to reduce gaps in your resume, you just take up whatever little you are given. They call it starting small. And the Chinese did intimate that the journey of a thousand miles start with a single step.


As for my prospective employer, I have gone through a lot and I am yet to even encounter very frustrating incidences that make me want to give up the quest. Right now, I am uncertain as to whether I will get that job. If you don’t give me that job which has taken me months I even wanted to write you a personal letter asking why it was taking so long, I will appreciate the fact you bequeathed me with some new experience. I know better how to handle myself with regard to getting recommendation letters.


You may deny me that opportunity or grant it if you wish. I did my able best and when you are through with the hard part which made me even want to quit it altogether, you feel a relief that is only innate. When you are struggling and having sleepless nights thinking of how people have authority over your life, you realize that at the end of the day you are no longer a liberal being.


As I await for my two results; exam and employment, I am upbeat that things are never static. When one door closes, another opens and you learn from previous mistakes by taking measures that aid in obliterating that which is hampering a move to the next stage. As I sit down writing this, I wonder why I have informally turned into a professional student and job seeker. It is a struggle but someday, I will have a breakthrough. Luckily, I love the fact that I can sometimes be able to apply the various skills learnt all at once as time progresses. That enough is motivation to continue. Who knows, someone may want me to help him out with my knowledge when am ripe.
               

Hasta La Vista Baby.


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