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After a hectic lecture, I came back to my hostel to prepare something to eat oh when the hostel supervisor knocked on my door and came in. it was reported to him that an occupant in my room was selling bread, recharge cards and kerosene and wanted to find out who exactly it was because selling in the hostel was prohibited. I was the only one around oh, all my roommates had gone out for one thing or the other.
The supervisor asked me who is "SELLING" here? Seriously speaking, my name sounds exactly as that and didn't hesitate to answer I am "CELINE" Sir. He now went further to ask me so you are they one selling? What are you selling? Do you no it is prohibited for you to sell? Haven't you read the hostel rules and regulations?
I was dumbfounded and confused, I tried to explain to him that my name was Celine and I wasn't selling anything. He said "do you think I am joking with you, bring out all the things you are selling or I will bring them out myself." He didn't even want to let me speak, only for a roommate of mine to walk in and asked; "Celine what is the problem, I have been hearing voices?" I immediately used that opportunity to ask her "Esther what is my name? And she immediately answered, you are Celine now and the supervisor looked at my roommate and asked so tell me are you the one selling here? 😂😂😂😂
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