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Friday, September 11, 2015

THESE WOMEN NEED FLOWERS BY MERIT GOGO-FYNEFACE.

One day, I sat in a popular bank, in a bid to finalize a transaction. "Sorry, I will get back to you shortly, " the lady said. Then she spinned her chair to her right, facing the older looking man next to her. "Where is the file?" She thundered. He stuttered, bending into cabinets desperately. Yet, nothing. The impatient lady hit her knuckles against the open note books on her table angrily.It was apparent, in a less official setting she would have hit them harder the way she desired with more pressure without minding the hurt. "You see you in this office ehn, you! " she said, pointing at this man whose ego had been shattered in my presence yet I had to feign ignorance knowing that this disgrace would become a grave humiliation if he knew I witnessed it all. He might have been irresponsible about a file but it's not what is said BUT HOW WE SAY IT. Now, you dare not walk into one of these neglected looking offices that house requisite stamps and documents and because the sun is intense, you deliberately walk past one of these women at the car park who wear big gold jewelry, bright lipsticks oh! and have a knack for bizarre hair wigs and sporty looking cars, I must add. You dare not walk without the courtesy of a greeting in this country espescially if your last name does not ring a bell. Yet, when you go up a long staircase and her kitten heeled shoes noisily competes with yours, hold on to your decision - there is no nexus between courtesy and obligation. Waste the opportunity again, do not say "good morning". She is powerless until you walk into her office. Now she is not prepared to respond to unsolicited greetings. She rolls her beady eyes after cerimoniously finding a space for her hand bag. Everything flashes in your head, the car park, the stair case yet you must disclose why you would not leave an old office of files and rusty aplpliances. Before you voice a word. She is even impatient to hide her delight. She begins, "wwwhiya you not the one I saw this morning? She owns the exact response but she would magnify this scorn and utilize her own opportunity. Elevated 'wahala' is when she has a number of colleagues with similar traits and quest for an African norm you chose to ignore. She narrates her experience with even more detail than you would have imagined and they sweeten this bland tale, infact intensify her grievance, saying, " You don't mean it?" Before she ensures you spend more days than required to accomplish the goal that had set your feet in motion that day,she ensures she observes her lunch break, laughs on your time with another colleague in a nearby office in a loud manner that screams. "Now who is the boss?" We know these bitter women. Some have been hardened by the pressures of life and are even embittered by the absence of light romance. These women need flowers!!!

2 comments:

  1. Nice write up and am a banker and I understand these situations .we only act out of stress that we go through everyday and it is always crazy I swear.

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