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the ladies' punannies will get rusted, Tehehehe HaHAHAHA

michelin89:
Then stop beefing over irrelevant issues.

it is definitely a RELEVANT issue duh! Cos a lot of this girls come into men's discussion threads and pretend to be men likewise some men acting like femmes giving twisted advice that cloud up genuine solution seekers minds (_{am not talking bout this thread alone}). The Different sexes dont think alike and we want to hear a genuine point of view from a real guy or girl. Its only fair that if everyone else is being real about their sex she or  "it" should also do same. I h8 masquerades

michelin89:
Just wondering how sad your life must be.

A lot happier than yours,  bizzibodie

michelin89:
All this beef because of an "m" in brackets?

yeah, u got a prob with it?

pinkriver:
Travelista I did google him and NOTHING!!!!!!!

I don't necessarily want an African man, I just want a good man! How do I find out if he is really a citizen?

I guess u believe Naija guys want to date and marry American girls cos of their citizenship? So if he aint one he doesn't qualify to date u right? you girls want to always treat a guy as guilty b4 being proven innocent thats why you lose the good stuff. Am from where dis guy is and despite what your dumb media tells u, we are definitely very good guys, some of the best you can come across. We were coached by our mums on how to care 4 and treat a lady right and we truly value our African queens. Ive got this attitude once from an American chick i met online and i backed out cos of this same kinda attitude! Naija guys are some of the most educated, dedicated and focused individuals i have met. so if u think he aint good enuff 4 u step off. girls run like busses he'll catch another pretty soon.

Missy B:
In summary- This is not a valid question, as there's nothing like a typical Naija lady; at least, you've not been able to define it properly.
I cannot even say '' What makes you stand out from every other girl in the World'' is a valid question. . . . because, Ma reply could be ''my pink eyes'', but, what is to say another girl in the world doesn't have  pink eyes like mine? There isn't a valid answer, hence, it's not a valid question.

@ Missy B
are u some kind of a homo, faggy, g a y transvestite bloke or something weirder?  You claim to be male but to real men u sound so otherworldly a retard can tell u are not. I guess u r just not proud of being the lady u really are, one thing i can say for sure that differentiates u and your ilk from real Naija girls is not being proud of your sex and who you really are,  _{now she'll go changing or deleting her sex again. Na wah o!}

Tonye left the house on foot; he walked on for a long time contemplating what next to do, until he decided to call Teejay. Teejay was one of his former flatmates, he wasn’t married yet, he was a bad a$$ player but he was the only one Tonye knew who lived alone in a bachelors pad with more than two comfortable rooms in a location where he could easily get to work from. One other good point was that Gloria didn’t know where he lived.  Teejay came to pick him from where he had described over the phone, he was in high spirits with one hot chick in his car, as the car came to a halt, He told the girl who was sitting beside him to get in the passenger’s seat behind while he asked Tonye to join him in front. He blasted some music on high volume as he drove them all excitedly to his pad.


Tonye had considered quitting his job for another place ever since his wife’s second burst up, but he was not ripe for such a gamble then; this was his only source of a reasonable income and he believe he would have been a fool if he just threw in the towel over some ego stunts that early. He had also considered building and running a business of his own, but he knew that the teething periods would have required his heavy dependence on Gloria which would have resulted in greater insults eventually. Within the 16months in his present job however, he had gotten some professional certifications and useful experience at work from various trainings and exams. He’d applied to various firms and finally got a job offer through Alex who he met at the professionals dinner function many months ago. The company was not as large as his, the pay at the higher level position he was to take was even quite less than what he earned at his present position. However, the company though being a smaller one offered more opportunities for quick growth and future prospects. He had kept this from his wife all along and had not considered taking it especially as it would make it more difficult to cope with their present expensive lifestyle due to the less paying nature, besides he knew she would only have criticized or rubbished his intentions. However, right there in Teejay’s car he decided he was going to take the job.


Tonye moved in with Teejay that night and felt a peace of mind that had eluded him for a long time. He didn’t really expect his phone to ring as he knew Gloria was filled with too much pride to call him, he planned returning to his wife’s house two days later to get his personal and work related stuff out of the house and drop the keys. He’d texted her saying that he wouldn’t come back to the house until she was able to become reasonable with him.  As for Gloria, she really didn’t seem to care and never replied his text.  She expected that when he got tired of what she thought was hard living outside; he would come home, tail between legs and beg. Besides she was planning a silent power show for him throughout at work to ensure this would happen. Tonye came to work from the next day in a borrowed car from Teejay and put his best into the work daily as if nothing had happened. His wife made work life miserable for him using her powers as much as she could but he didn’t seem perturbed, he only smiled and got on with stuff, closing very late each day to ensure all things were done as she specified through his boss.

By the weekend, Tonye had completed most of his pending assignments before they were even due and then he submitted his resignation letter to the shock of so many of his colleagues, his boss and most especially Gloria who was cooking up newer ways of tormenting and punishing him at work.

He was to start the new job in a month’s time while he prepared to hand over at his office. Alex who helped him get the job ensured he got some advance loan for personal development referred to in their circles as a “Golden hello”. He was able to manage with Teejay for a week plus till he got to rent and furnish, through a letting company, a nice two bedroom flat in a middle class estate in a renowned part of Lagos. He had contacted Collins to help him get a good tokunbo Toyota corolla car from Cotonou, which arrived within 2 weeks. He settled into his new job with his house and car; into a comfortable yet modest lifestyle and for the first time experienced real peace and prosperity within just one month of leaving Gloria’s house. It felt real good to be free again where he could invite his friend to come watch football matches nonstop without interruption, he could choose what he wanted to do, visited and socialized with whomever he wanted to, was never condemned for his taste or preference, monitored around nor harassed for his choices. Of course living in his new apartment which was in a block of flats was not really as comfortable as the detached three bedroom one-storey, exclusively located, luxury maisonette he previously shared wife in terms of the amenities. There was no swimming pool, no hired helps to carry out his chores, no gate ma nor driver; he washed his car himself or paid people occasionally to do it at an affordable price, he didn’t always have to run the generators nonstop whenever there was no light and for the first time after being married was able to start saving his own money towards getting a land and other future plans as he was now living within his means. Gradually the dead man in him lived again!


All this time, Gloria had heard rumours of his new job and the fact that it was less paying but she knew nothing about his new house or living situation, she wondered how he was coping and secretly began to miss his presence, the nights had been cold, the house responsibilities were now quite much to bear alone due to pressures and more responsibilities at work. Her helps around the house were continuously stealing or scamming her of money for little repairs and maintenance costs for various things which Tonye had been handling effortlessly. It had been two months plus now, yet pride still had the better part of her, she silently wished he would come back home,

Hiya all, did u miss me 
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lets continue,

Gloria was very angry about the morning’s events, she knew she had accepted Tonye’s request  to help Mummy P and her kids but she actually expected that he would have just given them some money to enable them afford a taxi to their destination, not  to bring those soaking and muddy people into their car. The car she spent her hard earned money to buy, without his help for that matter! How could he do such a thing?! She had bought that car at a very expensive price, when there were very few of them in the country at the time. This was a luxury car not to be used for carrying just anybody but people of class with a good taste who really could appreciate the value, not just “razz nobodies” she thought.

Gloria was breathtakingly beautiful, she had been brought up in Abuja by her mum and dad, her mum was a very hardworking lady who had served as a commissioned officer with a special appointment in one of the Nigerian uniformed forces. She struggled in a job that was male dominated and made a lot of enemies due to her strict nature and no nonsense attitude. She hated people cutting corners and allowed people get only what she believed they merited. She said no to anything substandard and would ensure people went through hell if it was the only way they could achieve her required high standards. However, when she got pregnant with Gloria’s youngest sister, she had some complications that kept her away from work for quite a long while. On getting back, her position had been occupied and all the men around who had hated her dominating attitude pulled all the strings they could behind the scenes to ensure she never came back into the job. Eventually, she was given an offer to be retired after a promotion with a good pay off and some other benefits. She was so angry, but had to succumb eventually. She later became a contractor for the same force as a civilian. Gloria was brought up in affluence, amongst the rich and children of the rich, her mum had instilled in her the discipline of never settling for less or being taken for a ride especially by any man. She had warned her to ensure she took control of situations around her. For Gloria, working in a male dominated environment meant she had to work twice as hard to get noticed as a woman and keep men around her on their toes. She even postponed getting pregnant to allow her see an important project through as it would be a very important part of her career to project her to a higher level; hence her present childless nature, her husband did not know this though, because she kept her birth control pills hidden from him. She was in control; sadly this control had been stretched unto her hubby, a mistake she ought not to have made.
After pondering on the morning’s event for a while, biting her lower lip frowning with her eyeballs looking upwards, she silently agreed with herself on what she was going to do. 

On getting home from work that day, Gloria confronted Tonye as he entered the house; she had left work early to get home long before him. Baba Kay had brought her through, as the floods had drained off. She stood at akimbo on his arrival, with a blank expression on her face, she said: welcome dear, please can I have MY car keys!, stressing the “My” part. Tonye was alarmed, why dear? He asked. It seems you don’t know how to take care of valuables; I want to get it washed and well maintained; she replied, but I can do that myself he, retorted.

As he noticed from her expression that she was about to begin raising her voice, he just took the keys out of his pocket dropped it on the table and walked upstairs. That was not the answer she expected, she thought he would beg her and plead for the car, she would then have accepted and stated the new rules she prepared for him as regards using the car. He could hear her shouting incoherent abuses from downstairs, which he didn’t bother listening to. He just entered the room angrily and slammed the door. Gloria was mad, she came rushing upstairs shouting: do you want to break the door?, I have lived here for years and have maintained all these things only for you to come and start destroying them and giving us a bad name to people. Do you want to destroy the property and let the letting company blacklist us as not careful!  Tonye was so angry but kept silent as she kept on ranting about the value of the house and all stuff in it. When he finally spoke, he said in a very low tone, maybe I should just leave this your expensive house for you. This caused a new wave of rants, talking about him being an ingrate, how she picked him up from poverty and so on after she mentioned these things again, Tonye smiled.

A smile can depict various emotions but the most common types are: a smile of joy, a smile of amusement, a smile of gratitude, a smile of satisfaction, an out rightly  fake smile and so on. Tonye smiled, but this was no smile like any of the listed above, it was a smile I really can’t describe a smile of pain and hurt. Oh my gosh! He wanted sooo much to give her a dirty slap, but the man in him wouldn’t let him. Real men don’t beat their wives, it’s better to just walk away; he remembered the advice of one of his friends, my brother.  He was still thinking to himself not bothering to answer to her rants as he wasn’t even listening anymore, when Gloria grabbed him by the shirt collar. He held her hand, he was very strong, pulled it off him before things got uglier, he picked up his wallet and mobile phone and walked out of the room, out of the house, out of the compound into the night, Gloria shouting behind him where the hell do you think you are going? Come back here useless man! He had had enough, he left the house angrily not knowing where he was headed.

thanx peeps, i know how u feel, am loving the attention too, am about to continue now, so take it easy ooo,
@ Bim4u, baby abeg no vex o, but na my way, if u cant stay with my flow, please visit some other threads and get back later ok
because on this page,  I RUN THANGS 

Aiiight, lets do this!

Tonye got to work late as expected; he dropped off his wife at the carport entrance to her office block where she angrily strutted off- he couldn’t care less and hurriedly raced to look for a parking space at the general lot. He was in high spirits today because of the morning’s event despite a warning sent to him by his boss for coming very late, he knew it must have been engineered by his wife…. He didn’t care.

There is one special thing about the ego in men that many women ignore and even a lot of men themselves have not come to fully realize, they have this instinct of an inner need to be the one who provides, protects and cares for their mate, their kids or vulnerable people around them, this manliness in them gives them a secret satisfaction. Men desire that someone looks up to them and always respect their territory however this gets broken if they have been “over mummied by their mums” or as in this case over- disrespected and stripped of their glory by their partners: as a result cuddling, petting and playing tend to reduce or out rightly cease, when or if those things ever occur it is done as a job or duty rather than from true emotions or desires.on the other hand in the case of the "over mummied", they tend to always be the ones in need of care and petting by their mates, which a woman can only cope with for some time before she starts to desire a dominant one. _{just for your information}


He had a flash back of when he felt like a real man, when he was in charge, when he calmed her fears, protected her, provided for her, taught her stuff and generally took care of her. He was much younger then, broke but in charge. These days his territory had been breached and like men of old, this secret instinct made him desire new territory where he would once again be the alfa male and every other thing looked up to him, in that world, he had to be in control especially financially. All kinds of thoughts were coming to his mind.

Marriage is work and it requires physically, mentally, financially and emotionally stable people to commit to it! Love can come as a feeling prompted by physical features initially but when the haze settles love is a really choice and a command from God!
Most men dont stay married because they still feel in love but because they have chosen to do so and have to keep up with that responsibility nomatter what. Its not compulsory to get married and have children and many men who are not matured in the above explained ways have come to accept this. Tell your friend to "MAN up" and rand live with his choice!

Bim4u:
Ha ha oga,complete this story now,
this suspense is captivating

lol! i feel your pain sweetheart but haven't u heard of pre-intimacy?. just keep tunning in to storyland it will end one day

I wonder if any girl honestly wants to get married to a male virgin, i mean one that doesn't even know the right plug in socket. most virgins want a guy with enuff experience, do i lie please correct me

chei, see me see mumu  am still finding it hard to believe a human can be this dull.

;d

Tonye got the money and had to order the part from the original dealer abroad. He made a note to help him remember to pay Gloria back as soon as he was able, he was a principled man. As he drove home from work in the rover one evening when the traffic seemed to be forgiving, he spotted a familiar face getting out of a car parked in front of some rows of shops.  It was a short guy, his head was clean shaved and he wore a pair of sunshades at night for that matter, there was no doubt about it, it was Collins. Collins had been one of his crazy flatmates in his former shanty flat. He moved to park his car just a few metres from him, got out and called Collie! Collins turned around and when he recognised him excitedly shouted Tonyeeero!


It had been two years and some, he was looking good. He leaned on his car and took off the specs. The guys hugged themselves and started chatting. Collins was blown away by Tonye’s new level and class, he had heard about his great job in the oil industry and knew he lived in a tasteful mansion in a high class area not to mention his 2005 Range rover sport which rubbished his tokunbo 1995 Nissan primera. But little did he know what this rich man was going through.

A lady carrying two bags approached them after locking up one of the shops in the row. She was pregnant yet still looked so cute and bubbly, Collins excused himself and went to help her with the bags before planting a kiss on her cheek, she smiled shyly as he helped her to the car. He excitedly introduced his wife to Tonye.  They chatted some more for a while, exchanged contacts and parted. Collins had been dressed casually in very simple clothes; smelt of cheap perfume, his wife didn’t dress any better either, he drove a cheap car gotten from Cotonou and lived in a modest two bedroom flat in the outskirts of town. He had come to pick his wife up from her shop after closing from his work at a small advertising firm. They appeared very far below his class now, however Tonye thought to himself he would gladly give everything away to be in Collins place; to experience the true joy, happiness and love that radiated from them despite their social class and economic situation.


The weekend passed over peacefully without any major argument, apart from the fact that he had to watch his favourite football team’s match on his laptop with the poor internet signal while his wife dominated the cable television, flipping channels as if to intentionally annoy him. Monday came and it was one of those rainy and muddy mornings, “Baba Kay” her driver, had called to tell Gloria about a big flood along the route to work which was trapping other small cars and killing engines; she told him not to bother picking her up, she had decided to ride in the Range rover to work with Tonye as it could easily manoeuvre muddy terrain and through floods. They got in and drove off.


The traffic was very slow so, Tonye made a U turn and decided to take another route, longer and very muddy, but with less traffic hence would get them quicker to the high way. Gloria wasn’t bothered she was talking to someone on her phone. They got on the muddy road and went on, after about half a kilometre he passed by a lady with three kids in school uniforms trying to negotiate with the driver of a taxi. He noticed the taxi drive off without them from his rear view mirror; it was Mummy P the nurse. This lady had lived some blocks away from them in their estate previously, before her husband passed away. Tonye had given the husband lifts occasionally when he was alone in the car on his way to work. The lady looked very worried, her nurse uniform was getting soaked under the rain so were her kids whose sandals and socks were all muddied; they were clearly going to get late. His heart filled with compassion, he glanced at his wife momentarily asking: please let’s help these people; she just waved her hand in a gesture indicating “whatever”. He pushed the brakes and quickly reversed the car; Gloria’s eyes looked surprised turning at him though she was still on her mobile phone. The car reversed to where the family was and stopped. Tonye beckoned on them to come in. Gloria’s facial expression changed from surprise to anger and disgust, her eyes fixed on Tonye, who intentionally avoided them and focused it on the people getting into his car. They greeted both of them, while Tonye smiled and gave a warm reply, Gloria replied with a straight face and barely audible hmm, they drove off.

At the drop off, Mummy P and her kids were very grateful and thanked them profusely, Tonye was all smiles but Gloria couldn’t have cared less, she had a face of one planning revenge. You can’t imagine how muddy and wet the back seat had become, coupled with the fact that he was now running late for work. He didn’t seem to give a damn, the little good he did and the faces he just saw made him feel very appreciated by someone after a very long time, it was worth it,……………,  or so he thought.

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Dark1:
Interesting read and good writing style, however, OP seems 2 know 2 much 2 be just an observer(junior brother of friend bla, bla, bla).



We ain' kids ya know!

Whatever, am just going into details of re enacting basic facts as someone earlier asked for, this story could as well have been written in five sentences anyways, i guess peeps cant always be pleased 

Dahbutter:
Of course some fiction should have been added otherwise u wont get a story! This stuff is true to life, "like true life stories duh!" i know a couple that have a very similar storyline but the location, jobs and a few other details are a bit off. The cars are even d same! Now all those Nairaland dominating witches who want 2 lord over their men are not commenting. Swifycool pls continue jare!

Thanx man u sabi my way, they are not your peeps o i beg and by the way the name is swif[b]T[/b]ycool 

Thanx to everyone following I know youve been waiting for me to post but like yall am also bizi. But am back now lets go
story story,

Maybe the topic should have been highest paid professionals and most lucrative occupations in Nigeria, we seem to have a general understanding that they both mean the same thing but they are not. The truth is that many people are educated in various  professions but end up in different occupations just to earn a living. Occupations could be like banking, customer services, politics etc while professions still remain as doctors, lawyers engineers, teachers and the popular ones that specifically involve the act of technical professing.

i believe banking is the most lucrative occupation now in Nigeria though may not be highest paid, correct me if am wrong but please which is the highest paid/ lucrative profession, if you know of any and have an idea of how much they earn in figgures spill it out and lets quit beating about the bush!

The evening ended with a lot of of business card exchanges, collection of phone numbers and promises to keep in touch amongst the various professionals. Gloria gave out and got loads of professional business contacts, actually about 22 cards, Tonye on the other hand actually got two business cards and a phone number, he had met two former friends he served with during NYSC and one of his ex classmates at the university, they were now amongst senior and chartered professionals at the gathering. Unfortunately lower cadre staff of his company like him didn’t have business cards, so he just gave them his phone number. It was a humbling experience for him, though he was grateful that he had this great job with good future prospects, he thought to himself; he would work hard and be get to the top some day.

They both walked towards the car when someone stopped his wife for a quick chat, he politely withdrew from her to go and get the car turned around to come and pick her up. Tonye got into  the range rover, started the engine and as he backed up towards the right to make a turn, Gloria who was watching the car while chatting merrily noticed an ugly scratch on the left side of the silver coloured back bumper and her bubbly countenance changed. The car stopped at her front to pick her up. She smiled and bade goodbye to the colleague, got in and kept a straight face while Tonye drove off, he wondered what the problem was and decided he’d ask her when they got home.

The range rover had been involved in a minor accident two days before someone had brushed and grinded against him from the rear left side in the traffic and left a very ugly gnash and scratch to Gloria's priceless car's bumper; Tonye had planned to secretly get it repaired by giving it a quick surface dressing without telling his wife as he knew her potential earth shattering reactions to such issues. He meant to get it repaired on that Saturday before he was told about the dinner date. He knew it wouldn't be easy finding someone that would do a good job on it and a full replacement was much too expensive he couldn't afford it right then; not with the other monthly expenses he catered for. Had he been the real owner, he would have managed it. When they got home Gloria’s countenance changed back and the day went on as normal. Tonye didn't bother asking any more. 

The following week began well, Tonye got a mechanic to putty fill and spray paint the gnash though it obviously didn't look too good. He made his submittals for a review by his boss on a Tuesday who was quite impressed but by Thursday, he was called to make a few changes, some notes were written in red for him to rearrange the structure and double check the calculations. Instructions were written and underlined on how he was expected to restructure It; that would have been okay, but what bewildered him was the fact that it was his wife’s handwriting and exact same instructions written for him the other day. It was then he understood what she meant the other day by "who would have the last say".

He got home later that day walked up to the bedroom still brooding about the day’s event. He decided to talk to Gloria about it. As he was about to speak, she halted him and spoke first asking: “what happened to the car and why didn’t you tell me?” He blinked four times stammering trying to process a scenario and give an explanation, the truth, a lie anything but nothing took shape in his head. He just stood there looking like a dummy. She smiled noticing his agitation and then spoke softly saying you should have told me, you know I cherish that car very much, now let’s get it sorted and do it the right way. All seemed to be okay with what she said but the problem was that getting it sorted from Gloria’s point of view meant having a complete overhaul, buying a brand new bumper and not just a surface touch up achievable by any mechanic. A new range rover bumper was so expensive and could not be affordable at the moment by Tonye, Scratching his head, he had to swallow his pride and beg his wife to allow him give just a better touch up, she frowned, so he asked her to please loan him the money, almost 70k. The corners of her lips gradually curved up into a smile,  a wicked smile.

Marhoski:
its always like that! cant imagine myself in that role

Hmmm i surely understand what u mean

double08:
for once a matured story,not those fantasy that I always ready here
Keep it up

Thanx a lot for your comment it made my time worth it

odiaero:
poster where are u? continue

Bros i will soon enough, but i need to build the suspense and also need to get on with some other work oh, my client is anxious for some results,  am not only a writer u know, am actually an architect and many other things too. my job is to help you visualise

@post, Money brings out a part of us we often never knew existed, its easy to say stuff when reality aint your real backing, methinks we need an example of a real life scenario as a basis for judgement why not check up this unfolding thread and make a really truthful comment https://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-484727.0.html

osej_85:
I really like this lady. But i just think the age gap could be a hindrance.

is she African? if she is, then you might have a problem; the adage "age aint nothing but a number" is actually kind of foreign to African culture. An african lady 7 years older could be up to 7years advanced than you in many areas check this thread to get a feeling of what i mean https://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-484727.0.html   cheers

ThoniaSlim:
i still stand on my word, only insecure men would mind.because a confident fellow wouldn't give a hoot, these are the ones who believe in themselves, they know their position, so why should they be bothered .

Yeah right, i guess you r the kind of woman this story talks about, tell me why the man wont feel insecure when u would end up disrespecting him, women are not just built for such responsibilities, they'll surely mess up

https://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-484727.0.html

At a time, Tonye was working on a project which required a lot f deliverables and took much of his time resulting in him having to close very late from work joining the crazy traffic hold up to get home. He would wake up very early around 5:30am while his wife was still asleep as she had a later resuming time, what did you expect- she was boss. He would tiptoe out of the room; prepare a quick bowl of cereal for himself, put one or two eggs to boil on fire to make quick sandwiches for himself and Gloria, while he hopped into the shower. Most often after dressing up he rushed his cereal and ate his egg-sandwich or plain boiled eggs in the car while honking at traffic with his horn to get past to work. Returning from work late saw him in the Range rover equally honking in the opposite direction while biting large chunks from a piece of sharwama he bought from a fast food outlet.

He was beginning to feel a bit guilty that he actually hadn’t been spending enough time with his wife. He then considered bringing back some work home which he could work on for say four hours daily, after all that was what the study room in their exclusive home was for, besides Gloria did the same sometimes. He spoke to his wife about it and she said it was okay, his boss also who would have objected for most people somehow didn’t even mind.

Closing earlier from work before the traffic build up was bliss, there were bottle necks though but you could glide through. Tonye got home earlier and was able to spend time with Gloria as planned; he would then go to the study room and get on with his work. Gloria would peep in occasionally to check on him and sometimes actually check on his work behind him when he went for a short break or to the toilet. One day, she went through his analysis, calculations and results on a specific area where she saw what she believed were errors. She made some notes on his work sheet for his attention in red ink and put down instructions on how she would prefer he restructured the whole work. He wasn’t quite happy about this when he came back; there was nothing wrong with the structure and he was very sure his analysis and calculations were right, besides he was answerable to his direct boss who was the one to check it before he proceeded, not her.
The next day was a Saturday, she asked him if he had made the changes, Tonye looked at her straight in the eye and told her he was very sure of what he had done and that he wasn’t happy with the way she left notes for him, explaining that she need not act like his boss at home, she tried to defend her actions but this slowly developed into an argument with Gloria storming out saying “anyway we would see who has the last say eventually”.

Later that evening, Gloria had been invited amongst other senior and lead engineers to an evening dinner with some other related professionals and potential clients at an exclusive hotel in Lagos, this was not meant for lower cadre staff, yet everyone was expected to be there with their spouse. Gloria ensured they both went and mingled with the “who is who” and “who you need to know” in the industry; but as you can imagine, the situation was really awkward for Tonye: A lower cadre staff not expected to be there, but there just as a spouse. He felt like some women have often done; wanted by selfish men for their bodies and not their brains! Almost every introduction was followed by inquiries into his profession and level of experience and after his honest replies the smiling faces at him changed to surprise and some even had a look or made a comment or sigh that somehow insinuated "what the hell are you doing here then", while from some he got the feeling he was perceived as some kind of a gold digger or opportunity seeker. The professional and high level discussions with his wife excluded him as he was not experienced enough, so most times he just stood there beside his wife, kept mum and smiled while she answered some technical questions from fellow invitees. Their early morning argument made this more difficult for Tonye to stand through. Whenever she was excused to isolated spots for some one on one serious technical discussion with some highly placed men in the industry he was left alone, drink in hand; like the wives of many of the other senior engineers around, he felt like a wife, slowly he felt the man in him dying,

thanx guys, its good to see you are following this story,

CuteAngel:
Hmmmn quite an interesting story, technically Gloria is the husband while Tonye is the wife,
i don't think the marriage is gonna last long, if and only if Tonye works extra hard in terms of finance then he can be incharge as the man of the house, with this status he won't tolerate Gloria for long.

@ cute angel, maybe o, but just read on

saintneo:
fire on swiftycool!
subscribing!

@ saintneo At your order sir!

donex:
I Like this, How did the story end, or is it still rolling? I will be glad to know the concluding part.

@ donex, good to know u are following , stay tuned

francko:
Hey, the story line is very interesting. I await the conclusion.

@franco I thought it would be as well every body wants to learn a lesson from stuff
Sorry i wasnt able to post for sometime as the nairaland system has been down. its back up now, so lets go

segbas:
sir help me out. I applied in 2007 as a visitor to uk wit d old pasport,then i was refused based on my status was nt guaranteed and my sponsor only provided pay slip. I was in a university then,bt i did nt finish due to one of my parent fell sick. I appealed then it was nt successful.Now I wanted to apply as a student again with my e-passport, i av paid d deposit required by the school. Dont u think my previous application wil affect me.
Pls advise me on how to prove my case b4 d BHC. Pls guide me on how to do it. Thanks.
segbas79@gmail.com

Are you going for an undergraduate or masters's programme? and is it an approved university in the UK

biolabee:
good story but u need to build more of their characterization, dreams, fears etc

Thanks for your comment, however these are real people and a real life story still happening, although i have protected their real identities and other details for privacy, hence cant really add my own jibes that much. Tonye is my elder brother's friend, and besides i believe if you follow the story and relate to real life you can make up these pictures yourself.

Tonye now earned a fair enough salary, though Gloria earned four and a half times what he got and when they had to make decisions about buying stuff, Gloria was always particular about highest taste and quality and would spare nothing at getting the best. This was a character she had from her hey days and many people admired about her. Being the man, Tonye tried to maintain his position by providing and paying for day to day needs in the house, food,  the crazy humongous rent with its various service charges,  repairs and maintenance as well as catering to his wife’s high taste whenever they went for outings or he bought her things.   He had to shop at the best places for he knew, even if she tried to hide it that she wasn’t ever impressed with nearly the best- she preferred the best and sometimes would even kindly offer to add some money to make up if it was completely unaffordable by him. He never really liked that so had to keep up and even secretly borrow resulting in him being completely drained from month to month without any tangible savings from his income. He spent sparingly on himself buying cheap and not too expensive clothes, shoes perfumes and accessories but saved dearly to afford higher quality of stuff for his dear wife and their various needs.

Gloria had a Range rover and was given a Honda accord by the company as her official car. They had earlier agreed that Tonye needed not buy a new car as they had two already, they decided it was smartest that Tonye used the Range which he drove by himself while Gloria was chauffer driven by her driver who was paid for by the company anyways. This was a sensible solution as they agreed it would look somehow to have a low cadre employee being driven in a senior’s chauffer driven official and besides being of various cadre positions, both had different job tasks which resulted in different resuming and closing contract hours. The senior car park which the car was parked was quite far from where Tonye’s office was and it only made sense to do things this way. So Tonye drove around in his wife's range Rover, and often left for work earlier to resume as demanded by his direct boss.