Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Time Lag

Hey all!!!!!!!! cant believe i havent blogged in over a month.......blame it on all sorts.....basically a series of unfolding events which would obviously b the object of discourse in my subsequent posts.........read on!

Monday, September 10, 2007

WHEN MR RIGHT IS SOOOOOO WRONG

Don’t we all hate to hear the words “I told you so!” when it comes to our choice of partners. It’s like having your worst fears about “Mr. Perfect” confirmed: He isn’t who you thought or more aptly believed he was. It’s almost certain that most of us would have been in relationships we thought were leading us to cloud nine, only to be jolted back to reality and discover otherwise. I’d share experiences of my dear friends.
Lets start with Adun. She once had a friend, (very close if I may add) who dazzled not only her but everyone around with good looks, charm and all that. Thought he was the most wonderful guy to be with. How wrong she was! Thinking back, If she’d cared to look, she would have noticed some ugly traits in him: a burning desire to get rich/famous (what I will call a real social climber) fast tendencies (almways had some funny business deals) and was mean-spirited underneath the lovely exterior. To cut a very long story short, it turns out as my friend Kay says; he had to take a “voluntary departure” (akin to deportation) from the USA for involvement in shady deals.
My other friend Lolia if she cared to admit would have known from day one that he was sooo wrong. He was fine, a good dresser, had good cars(you get the picture!) She mistook his possessive tendencies for niceness (mind you, he’ll come pick her up punctually at the end of lectures, seems he knew her time table much better than she did!) Unknown to my darling, this was the beginning of a nightmare. In addition to being over-possessive, he had extremely violent tendencies; he would not hesitate to embarrass/disgrace her in public and began stalking her (he chased her round the streets of Port-Harcourt in a cab at 12 midnight) all because he thought she would be in the company of other dudes. Thankfully, she’s out of the terrible mess.
My third friend Timi actually walked into the situation with eyes wide open. From the moment she met him, he made it plain to her that he was a real conman (would do anything from drug peddling to 419,anything for money). Hear her: ‘At first, it was all about the money, but now I really love him’. Did I hear you ask love? How is her love reciprocated? She’s now his most esteemed cook, faithful driver and ever dutiful house help in addition to her other ‘wifely’ duties. All this for his attention,
despite the multitude of chics flocking around him. After all, they are “just his friends” and in her mind, he belongs to her!
Now my last friend Belema. Well she’s much older and her case is more pathetic because she’s married. She works so hard to look after her darling husband (who’s unemployed by choice) and his siblings (who do nothing but demand!) How does he pay her back? Encourages her to borrow money on his behalf, can be seen around town (particularly after his pay day) enjoying himself with ladies of questionable virtue and constantly makes her put his needs before hers! Yet she’s fully hanging on, 5 years down the line!
What do you think could be responsible for this? Blindness or more like self-deception? The only advice I can give is that if you ever notice something funny about your guy or your gut feeling tells you he’s wrong (even if you’d like to pretend), act fast and get out before your Mr. Perfect into Mr. Wolf before your very eyes.

p.S- I had written this piece for publication in some mag..... what do u guys think about the stories????????????? all names are fictitious but the stories r sooooooooo real......

Monday, September 3, 2007

Office Blues- Au Revoir Fineboy

and i now begin on a sad note........fineboy left yesterday after four months of meritorious servitude in the accounts department ..he's goin for his masters degree in the uk....the funny thing is we've only known ourselves for about a mth....but it felt longer...........

the office administrator comes to announce that there'd be a send-off thingy for fine boy.... we should all endeavour to b present(b4 nko? with all the free chops? who'd miss)..................then at about 3 in d afternoon we are all summoned to the confrence room....i get there wen almost every one's there n i notice a 'high table' has been created for fineboy with a vacant seat which i assume is for oga big boy( apparently oga does not fraternise with mere workers......hmm), but he has left d office....i want to quietly take my seat, then they all say "ah ah michelle ur the person to sit there(arent u fineboy's best friend?)i sit down and all sorts of insinuations start flying about "what city law firm has joined together let no man put asunder"........ then d citations begin........everyone seems to have nothin but praises for him.....i jus laugh inside and say if onlythey knew fineboy...........mr t(accountant) now launches into wat i'd call a total 'opilogue'(off point) citation about workin wit fine boy(in the process he starts yarnin about himself amidst all d shells)....wow... patience is indeed a virtue......
after all dis we get down to the most important item....'menu,menu,menu'.................then fineboy's presented with a parting gift(an additional month's salary....hmmmm....)....he thanks them all n d picture taking sessions begin......hope d yeye photographer's pics turn out well...............no more fineboy in the office(sob!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)