Night Shift Cemetery Security guards needed
Night Shift Cemetery Security guards needed
Good afternoon Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I saw in a newspaper last month an ad with the job description of Night Shift Cemetery Security guards needed with a starting pay of $30.00 per hour stating that no security guard experience was needed.
There was an email address but no phone number. So I emailed my resume to the email address along with all of my contacts listing all of the 25 years experience that I already have had in the security guard field and law enforcement for 3 year’s before that.
One week later I got another email stating that I was chosen for the job and that someone would call me 3 days later giving me instructions for the site where I’m to work. 3 days come and gone and I still didn’t get no calls. Finally the following week I get a call from this old man asking do I live in Abaco.
I said no I live Nassau. He then asked me do I have any family members that live in Abaco and I told him no not that I know of. So the old man then said good.
The old man then asked me can I fly out today to begin working. I told him that I haven’t packed up anything yet but if he could give me a day I can be ready as long as my ticket is paid for. Yes the old man said. The following day I was in Abaco at the airport which is very clean and respectful people work there who don’t let their job’s get to they heads like Nassau airport workers do. They think they better then everyone.
Anyways an old woman picks me up in an old van after calling the number they gave me to call as soon as I reach. The van smelled like something dead was recently in it but I wasn’t sure.
She took me to an another old woman house who measure and fitted me in a uniform in less than 2 hours time. Like WTF. The crazy thing was that I had never seen a security guard uniform that was all red and bright red for that matter.
The old lady asked me did I eat yet I told her no ma’am not as yet. She then offered me some food which I was then to hungry to refuse it. So I ate it. She never said what it was and I was to hungry to ask.
Later on that evening they took me to meet other old people throughout Abaco I was guessing that they were all business partners. But they always reference me as chosen flock. I smiled each time that old lady said it referring to me to other old people. I really felt special and kinda holy. My attitude even changed a bit. I was totally putting on like I was really saved and a Christian person.
However my face changed as a video image came to my mind of just the other day I was buying some pussy from this bitch that works to the Starbucks East Bay Street both of us got so coked up that night boy I still have a bit of a hangover left saying in my mind while fixing the smile back on my face as I rejoined the moment in front of me.
It was now about 9 PM when we finally got to the cemetery post where I would be working unknowingly by myself. When I got there and finally understood that I was gah be the only one working there I ain’t gah lie I badly needed some more coke.
There was only one light working in the whole cemetery and that light was also red like my uniform was. I was like what the fuck is this saying to myself as the old lady drove off into the night. All I could think about is why the fuck did I not change my mind about the post before I let the old lady go.
I did have a flashlight but it didn’t have any batteries in it when I opened it up. Around 12:00AM midnight I started seeing shit and hearing shit I ain’t gah lie.
At 3 AM I saw a old lady holding a small child in her hand sitting on top of a tombstone rocking her speaking in Creole to the child while the child was looking right at me with open wide eyes.
A sudden a loud noise behind me as if someone was running up behind me is when I shitted my new uniform pants. I saw nobody when I looked back and when I turned back around the mother of the little girl was all the way up in my face with lot’s of water pouring out of her mouth and eyes wide open.
The old man woke me up after finding me sleeping in the middle of the road. I don’t even know how I got there but they thought that I had been drinking that night and started saying that they was going to have to let me go.
Not only was I happy to be fired. I was happy that he was given me a ride to the airport after he brought me some more boxers to wear out of the store. I put back on my own pants after they let me use their home bathroom to fix myself back up.
It’s a few weeks since that happened but I still sleep with my lights on in my room after that night. My cousin said that the dead people was trying to tell me something and that I should have not been afraid and listened to them maybe I would have gotten a winning Island Luck number from them he tells me.
By the way I never got paid for that night just putting that out there just in case them old Abaco people listening to my story. Y’all told me that I was the chosen of the flock. From that day I been wondering what flock y’all been meaning?
Thinking about it now I feel like y’all was trying to use a nigga as a sacrifice to some evil shits. What you and your readers think about it Bahama Drama?
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Well I think you saved your own self by shitting yourself making you defiled and no longer good for sacrifice. That’s why you was put in the middle of the road like dog probably…
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