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Bachelor's Plight (part 1) by sebastinedike: 7:04pm On Sep 05, 2015 |
In the beginning He said “this is the bone of
my bones and the flesh of my flesh and gave
her the name woman”. So many at times we
strive as bachelors to overlook the fact that
once there is cold it is only the married ones
that enjoy it. But the worlds presents to us
the oldest profession known to man, it has
been standing strong for ages even up to
the elderly practicing such professions.
The modern world has diversified in the
realm of employment into ‘departments’
why I used the word ‘departments’ is that
the field is large and people are pitching
tents in every square as possible.
I, an eleven hours working idiot killing
myself for no good reason as a micro
biologist had the same plight ,the starting of
the day was always a tip of what’s to come,
waking up as early as 5:30am after a cold
unadulterated night, getting up with a little
ease and taking the first breath of the day
to the sweat engulfed atmosphere of my
one bedroom apartment, moving into the
kitchen to boil water for the day’s hustle, I
ruffled up the old rickety stove and wet up
to the computer to check my mail. I had
barely turned up the system when I got a
message it ran ‘meeting with board of
directors at 6:00am’ I jolted back to life as if
I was been woken from a bad dream, in a
nimble manner, I leaped out of my chair
went into the bath room unconscious of the
boiling water on the stove, turned on the
shower and not minding that it rain then
night before and the cold was treacherous
to my whole being, it happened so fast that
I was already wearing my shoes, turning off
the boiling water on the stove and leaving
through my door my 6:05am, I whispered
to myself ‘what’s the rush sef them no go
come late?’ got into a cab by the road and in
less than ten minutes I was at the lab,
greetings flowed from all directions and
replies were faint, I was informed that the
meeting had started at about 20 minutes
ago.
***
I was indeed late I went into the board
room, smiled at the secretary and sat down,
the chairman spoke up Mr. Jerry Donald you
are late, very late to be precise. In a fidgety
manner I said ‘I am sorry sir’ then he just
signaled me the secretary to hand me some
papers, I was bodily present but my mind
went straying and I was thinking of the way
the secretary smiled back at me, Chinwe, a
first class graduate of business
administration just wanted to work where
she would not be noticed… (I always
thought she was not a Nigerian because
every Nigerian wants attention no matter
what he’s/her qualification was)…Mr. Jerry! I
heard a voice with such equanimity call my
name I was immediately brought back to
the meeting at that instance my stomach
churned in side of me; and was…. The
chairman called me once again and gave me
a file to identify the income gotten through
the lab tests I had conducted in the past six
months, I took it and signed immediately.
Work was supposed to resume at 7:00am
and the chairman didn’t like to encroach
into working hours, we adjourned the
meeting for the following week.
I went into the lab got out my laboratory
coat to conclude the tests on the samples
from the week before, I guess time flew and
it was already 4:00pm and I looked out of
the small window in the lab and saw a
gloomy weather clement in the clouds, I just
thanked God for such weather because
when I get home I will usually soak myself
into my bed and dream of floating ducks
and pencils till the next day, I waited
patiently for the closing bell, arranging my
files and findings, clearing samples from my
desk and doing unnecessary work in not
more than five minutes into it. I was called
into the manager’s office and he presented
me with a letter and said just take it out and
don’t say a word. When you get a white
envelope with no description on it but just
the companies name and some contact
information it can mean a lot of things, it
can mean a promotion, a raise (of which I
was the worse employee for the past six
months), a leave (of which I know I won’t
get). Indeed where I got it all wrong was
that… |
Re: Bachelor's Plight (part 1) by missmary(f): 7:06pm On Sep 05, 2015 |
[/quote] is this a story |
Re: Bachelor's Plight (part 1) by SexyStrawberry(f): 7:19pm On Sep 05, 2015 |
chai! wait lemme read this long note, I am coming back to comment |
Re: Bachelor's Plight (part 1) by emmchi(m): 7:40pm On Sep 05, 2015 |
missmary:Must you quote the whole thread just to post 4 words. |
Re: Bachelor's Plight (part 1) by missmary(f): 7:45pm On Sep 05, 2015 |
emmchi:M sorry 1 Like |
Re: Bachelor's Plight (part 1) by AdeniyiA(m): 5:10pm On Sep 06, 2015 |
missmary:...is this reasonable? why quoting such a long epistle when u're even the first to comment? |
Re: Bachelor's Plight (part 1) by missmary(f): 9:37pm On Sep 06, 2015 |
AdeniyiA:For God sake i already apologised... Lemme na |
Re: Bachelor's Plight (part 1) by sebastinedike: 11:43pm On Sep 06, 2015 |
at least try to support a first timer. |
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