It's a really busy day at the office today, I'm really famished, all I want right now is a nice meal, I haven't had anything since morning, and it's already 1pm. I mean who wouldn't be, except they were engaged in fasting anyway. I'm starting to get grumpy thanks to the rumbling of my stomach. Even Naomi, my colleague who is sitting two tables away from me could hear it. That is why she is chuckling now, she probably thinks it is funny.
"So what would you like to have for lunch," she asks as she is standing up.
I stop typing to get an answer amidst the rumbling in my stomach.
"The usual," I say with a smile.
"white rice and beans again today?" she asks, glaring at me.
"Sandra don't you ever get tired of eating the same thing everyday?"
Though she has a point, I just can't bring myself to take swallow outside, I prefer to prepare it myself.
I was about to reply when our department head walked up to my desk to drop some files in a brown envelope.
"Make sure you finish work on them," he says, " the manager needs them urgently."
I wouldn't have believed it if someone told me the day would go like this in the morning.
While I'm here buried in this pile of work, Naomi is out for lunch, and she is taking a lot of time, and to crown it all up, someone is eating close by, and i can sniff it. The aroma coming out is really nice, as I close my eyes to have more effect, I feel the person is enjoying a plate of fried rice, and dodo (fried plantain).
"Sandra!!" Naomi's voice calls out, I barely saw her come in.
"so now you are using your supernatural power to imagine what Fred is eating in his cubicle?"
"Hey, its not my fault. Blame it on the hunger I feel right now." I retort as I grab my lunch from her And begin to devour it.
Clock ticking, papers flipping, fingers busy on systems. Everyone is doing one thing or the other as no one wants to be caught idle since the CEO is at work today. At least thanks to Naomi, I was able to have lunch.
I notice my phone light blinking to indicate an incoming call, I really don't have the time to chitchat with anyone right now but the caller ID causes me to pay attention to the phone.
"why is mama calling me at this hour, she should know that I'll be at work by this time na," I say and reluctantly pick up the call.
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"I seriously don't have time for this," I say as I hang up, "how will mama give me a call during work hours, only to ask about my love life." I tell Naomi, who begins to giggle.
I'm exasperated, so. I take it out on Naomi;
"Naomi if you laugh at me again I swear I'll knock you out."
"Hey, am sorry." she replies with a smile as she put both her hands up
Work is over now and i'm on my way home, I can't help but remember mums call. I'm actually getting tired of her incessant clamour for me to find a man and get married. "I wonder when it's a lady that goes out to find a man," I think to my self as I open the door to my apartment.
I understand her concern but it's not my fault that work has been demanding, I have to work hard every single day to cloth feed and shelter her and my siblings, so I barely have time to date.
The last relationship I had was with Felix, he was sweet and nice but he was also possessive, he made it clear that he wanted a full time house wife, and that is nothing near my path, I did not struggle to see myself through school only to become someone's full time house wife. No lady who has struggled as hard as I did to get here today would want to end up in the kitchen.
I still have a career to build, I know I'm made for greater things. I simply can't waste my potential in the kitchen, living room or the other room for that matter.
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