Monday, April 6, 2009

Just venting…

Am really vexed!

This is not a post per say. Even as I type my two left fingers are tentatively on the Ctrl and S keys…guess you all know what that means. Just because electricity supply has stubbornly become intermittent. THERE’S ALWAYS NO LIGHT! I have really missed my blogville and have lagged behind in my update too.

I know the light will go off any moment soon…make I rush post sef…

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Shhh! Don’t tell my colleagues…

I was barely 2months old with the new company having left the former to pursue a more promising career. With nonchalance I had watched the gang of new job seekers troop into the office premises that morning. I observed them from the safe distance of my desk. In earnest, the test commenced and was followed immediately with the oral interview.

In turns, the timid (lol) candidates went in to confront the company’s team of interviewers. I chuckled, remembering how the hound nearly skinned me with questions on my day.

“Excuse me, I want to use the toilet.” She crooned into my ears, startling me to reality. Panic shit, I thought to myself. Well, it happens.

Calmly, I stood up. Went out and pointed the direction of the toilet to her. Even in distress, she still looked beautiful. The oblong of her face accentuating into her full sized mammary with a well proportioned backside to compliment a nice height. But all that was not her immediate concern - It was to get her business done in the toilet.

“Thank you,” she offered in a sotto voce (perhaps, induced by her stress) and left towards the direction to deposit the meshed devil. Anyway, I went back to continue with work. But my peace was short-lived as she resurfaced. “Ehmm…there’s no tissue in there.”
Amidst voicing this, I noticed trickles of sweat form on her forehead. This must be serious. Her misfortune didn’t give me any hint to think the situation was funny. I had found myself in same situation too that I had to alight from a bus mid-way to my destination to take a throw in a bush.

“Hold on, I will get the Admin (that’s what we call the head of Admin) for it.” I assured her and quickly disappeared to fulfill my promise. But Admin was nowhere to be found. He had gone out to run company’s errands. And didn’t leave the keys to the lockers behind.

So, I volunteered to go buy a tissue roll on my own fee. Called the maiguard and was giving him orders before she appeared again from the blues.
“Pls, ehmm… em, tell him to buy pad instead of tissue…”
Like a deafening decibel, my ears stood erect and my brain refused assimilation as our eyes locked…