They were recruiting for workers for various positions and work hours. I needed the extra cash so I went… Hey what the heck – might as well apply….Unfortunately (for me) hundreds of men and women turned up to the interview. At this moment I thought Oh crap… what are the chances of me getting this job. There were many waiting rooms to take a seat in while people were being interviewed. One of them happened to have a Somali man in it. He was middle aged (ish) maybe around 35 and dressed casually. He had a huge bag, which was dark green almost military like (I have no clue why).
There were around 8 other men and 3 women in my seating area, all closely packed together. Then the Somali man decided to go. He completely left his bag. The seating area then slowly started to become silent. A white dude with facial hair and wore glasses who was sitting next to the bag, started to show anxiety in his emotions. He kept constantly looking at the bag and kept cracking his fingers. After 20 minutes (which felt like 2hrs) he very loudly said “Why is that black dude not back yet”… everyone looked at him… almost baffled and confused. Then another man said “Who” … That’s when he replied and said… “that black Muslim man who left this bag” At 1st my thoughts were like OH Lord… this man is accusing that Somali dude of being suspiciously a terrorist. But another thought that was lingering inside my head was… How the hell did he know he was Muslim? I mean its not like he was wearing that Muslim gear or had the full on beard.
Then this is where I had to jump in… the atmosphere started to get really tense, anxious and restless. “I think hes just gone to the toilet – he should be back soon”
I felt a sense of relief after having said that (Mind you this was the very 1st time I ever stuck up for another Somali).
“Then why is he taking so damn F***** long” (the very same dude sat next to the bag said) This dude had issues.
Then another guy who was slightly chubby sat across out of nowhere said “Maybe he has diarrhoea, It takes me Hours when I have diarrhoea” He made 4 people giggle, 5 if you include himself (laughing at his immature comment).
So then we must have waited for another 30 minutes…. Until… SURPRISE SURPRISE… the skinny qaxoonti strolls along very slowly into the seating room.
Blissfully unaware that his simple absence made people sh!t scared. All eyes were fixed on him… (am sure he noticed) then a somewhat asian looking woman said with a welcoming nice tone “We thought you left… and forgot your bag” she smiled at him, maybe to make him feel more comfortable because everyone kept staring at him with predator eyes. “Oh no no.. I left my phone in the car… I went to parking (Typical Somali accent)
…. Its very far place” He sat down quietly and everyone must have felt as sigh of relief. 
Then wallahi I was itching to say something
… Burning to say something to that paranoid bast@rd that made us all feel uncomfortable…. “I bet U feel real stupid huh” I said it very loud (wow I have guts somaha )
He just looked at me… and didn’t say a single word…. (PUS$Y)
Oh and BTW… I did crap in the interview…. I didn’t get the job (FOCK)
