My name is Dayo. I’m a typical Nigerian guy
and I cherish my Fridays a lot; I get to hang
out with the sickest guys every Friday night
and secondly, It’s another escape from my
nagging and boring wife. I get confused
sometimes on whether she’s my mother or
my wife. Don’t get it twisted; I love her
pieces. It just gets complicated; like I wish
we never got married…marriage has turned
her into something that doesn’t amuse me. I
wish she was still the adventurous,
charming, high spirited lady I dated for five
years.
A lot of people say its unethical for
married guys to be found in a club, but I
wish everyone won’t be too quick to judge
and understand that people look for fun to
run away from their problems; they just
want to breathe, like me.
I forgot to say that I work in Guarantee
Trust Bank along Lekki, I love my job and
my job loves me, maybe its because I’m the
senior banking officer. Lol. This particular
morning, a lady breezed into my office. My
heart raced faster because I had not
sighted anything this beautiful in a long
while. She wasn’t the typical slender Barbie,
in fact, she was a bit chubby but her smile,
cuteness and…I was tripped.
“Hi Good morning! Your ATM has swallowed
my card!” She laughed, unlike a typical
customer that would ram you.
I just tried to form Boss laughter…
“Good morning, You know what? I’d
personally make sure they get it out for
you, but not today. Can you wait till
Monday?” I smiled
“GTB shaaa! OK, can I just drop my number
so you could call me up or just text when
its ready so I don’t come twice? Please? My
name is Nancy” She blinked her eyes in a
funny way.
“Sure” I smiled
We exchanged numbers. What a lucky
Friday!
So it was 10:00pm and I headed to the
club…as usual my friends were chilling for
me. My wife had called a couple of times, I
just ignored it. She knows I’m never home
Friday nights.
“Look at you!” I heard someone say. I raised
my head. and it was the ATM lady-Nancy.
“Wow, look at you too!” I was surprised to
see her but I was happy I didn’t have to wait
till Monday to see her again.
“Happy Friday!” She screamed because of
the noise, “Wanna dance?”
I didn’t even have the chance to answer, she
already pulled me to dance floor. I really
suck at dancing but she helped me; she was
a great dancer! I had fun! At some point we
decided to go to a private area and we
talked, ranging from work, business to
personal life. I tried to hide my ring as
much as possible, I certainly didn’t want
this to end now.
“You are a really wonderful lady. You are so
interesting…any guy would want to be with
you all day” I said.
“I wasn’t always like this but I have learned
the hard way that life is just too short to
be sad” she sang
Then her phone rang…
“Hey baby! Yeah I’m at the private lounge,
I’d like you to meet someone…alright boo”
she talked excitedly as usual.
I was in shock until this tall handsome man
walks up to her and kisses her.
“You were late. Meet Dayo; I met him this
morning, he’s helping with your ATM I told
you got swallowed and Dayo this is my B to
the O-O,” she laughed “Meet my husband
Kolade, we only come here to dance every
fortnight Friday; away from work, stress
and kids.”
“Wow, a pleasure” I managed to shake him
Then she stood now excitedly holding her
husband’s arms.
“Why don’t we invite Dayo for Mimi’s 16th
birthday tomorrow?” Her husband said
They have kids too? How long have they
been married and they look like a couple
just dating!
“Silly me, please come for my second
daughter’s 16th tomorrow. It would be an
honor” She brought out an I.V from her
purse.
I began to feel so ashamed of myself…this
was another guy like me, getting it right
with one woman.
I collected the I.V and promised to be
there.
“See you tomorrow! Have you had
something to eat Kolade?” she talked and
dragged her husband along. They left and I kept staring at the thin air
like I had seen a ghost. They come just to
dance together every fortnight Fridays?
Why didn’t I think of that! Temi loves to
dance…she also likes long walks, she loves
to talk…she loves jazz music, there’s this
vivid picture I have of me putting her hand
on my chest when we danced at a jazz club
on our first year anniversary…I found
myself typing all the things I knew Temi
loved to do on my Ipad and I realized I had
denied her of all…I had made her the old
woman she acts.
What the hell was I doing here! I didn’t even
tell my friends goodbye, I walked out of
the club into my Jaguar. Temi’s call came
through and I picked at first ring.
“Temi?” My heart raced
“I know you are not coming home…”
“I am, stay up so we can gist. Been a while” I
decided to do everything on that list and to
even add many more for the rest of my
lifetime with her.
“Are you alright?” She was shocked I
suppose
“And I’d like us to go for a birthday party
tomorrow. I want you to meet this amazing
couple”
“You sound different Dayo”
“Maybe I’m different”
“Don’t say it! don’t say it! when you come
we will gist very well” she laughed
She laughed!!! In just that laughter that I
hadn’t heard in a while, she sounded like
the lady I married six years ago…
Dear reader,
I wrote this natural piece just to remind us
that creating memorable moments with our
partner matters. Do you know that little
things are the sweetest things? Just
creating time to gist and laugh with your
partner, having a day in the week that’s
exclusively for you both-No friends or kids
allowed.
Lady, when last have you told your partner
he is so darn hot? Guy! When last have you
told your lady she is the sweetest thing?
When last have you whispered ‘Thank you’?
When last have you been quick to say ‘I’m
sorry’?
Do you even have a clue on what your
partner loves to do?
When you ignore little things, they are the
little pieces of rocks that build up to
become a mountain you can’t easily break
down