It is as if all the elements of the earth are against me this week and the god of love has decided to pepper me because I don't think this single life has pained me more than it pained me today. And don't tell me that the fact you are sad does not mean another person has to be sad, celebrate when others are celebrating, how would I possibly celebrate when the teenage boy( because he is not yet a man) sitting at the extreme with his girlfriend sitting next to me with their matching outfits and their hands linked together just paid for her t-fare. He didn't even argue about the price(obviously the amount the tricycle driver told him was much but the big boy does not care) 😭😭😭he was told the price and he beckoned his baby to enter 😭 after which he asked her if she was comfortable.… We will continue this part later for now. Let me start from the beginning.
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As an intern/apprentice in a fashion design establishment, I started my week with serious prayers and thanksgiving. I gave the loudest shout of Amen on Sunday. One would think my problem is the biggest😫at this point I think it is.
"This week the Lord will shock you, Blessings Overflow is your portion the pastor shouted"
"Amen"!! I screamed my lungs out with my hands lifted and my eyes looking up above trying to confirm if God had heard me.
So far, my week has been nothing short of trials and annoyance. You read the first part where I said I am an Intern/apprentice in a fashion design establishment right? On Monday I was asked to go deliver an outfit in town. I had to wake up early to meet up so my madam wouldn't have another reason to call me lazy-this is her favourite word when it comes to me. I didn't bother calling her to find out if the customer was coming as she had a problem picking up calls I simply texted her saying that I was on my way there after I was Informed via text on Sunday evening where to meet the customer and deliver her clothes. I didn’t even ask how I would know the customer(that would open another can of insults and sincerely my heart can't take more this week as I am yet to recover from previous insults😞), I had only seen her once in the shop when she came in her expensive louis vuitton outfit like she was modelling for them and enough gold that could send three children to school (but who cares, if you make your money spend it as you please) There was no space in her neck as everywhere was covered with gold if breathing occurs in the neck then I am sure she must have choked by now because what is this🤔????? -In my mind, I named her Madam Gold, I hope I can still remember her face. After I alighted from the keke(tricycle)when I got to the destination-I tried to balance the bags on my hand but they kept slipping off, I don't know why, maybe it was because I had to gum a lot of clothes last week and my hands shared in the delicacy, or the clothes I had to lose because the owners complained it didn't fit them enough, you want a snatching outfit when you don't have a snatching waist, either way, I had little cuts on my hands due to that exercise and I could still feel the pain. I had to put the bags on my head. I quickly entered a shop that was yet to open for the day to wait for Madam Gold who I was told would meet me there.
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After about an hour of waiting I called my madam who didn't pick up the call but texted me later saying that Madam Gold wouldn't make it again she informed me in the early hours of the morning. Okay, I responded as she cut the phone call. Why didn't she inform me earlier now? I have spent my t-fare to no avail, I counted from 1 to 10 breathing, you know that technique where you count 1 to 10 when you are upset? Whoever invented this technique I never knew I would say this but Thank you! After the breathing exercise, I had to balance the bag on my head; tears were already at the tips of my eyes. I kept on blinking to hold it back. This is not the first time she has done this or the second I whispered whilst coming out of the shop to take a keke(tricycle). A young man was trying to get my attention, not now UNCLE!!.
I got back to the shop and there was no form of apology after all why would she apologise. Be strong KAMSI, I said to myself. I wanted to call my mum but I didn't want to disturb her already. It was just 10 am. The latter part of the day passed on eventless and Madam Gold didn't show up later😡.
When I got back home I noticed how quiet my mum was and I asked what was wrong, she just lost her dad, my grandfather. Can this day go any more wrong, I shouted. I just went straight to my room and cuddled up and soon the tears were flowing uncontrollably😭😭…..
🌹 🌹 🌹On Wednesday I was asked to go deliver the same outfit to Madam Gold in a far destination. Hope she will be there "Ma", I asked. I don't understand, she replied harshly"(after she looked at me from hair to toe-anyway I am gorgeous so she can stare all she wants).
My friend take this(she handed me the bags again), and even if she doesn't come you wait, she's a customer remember. I quickly boarded a keke(tricycle). I had to take three drops this time around. On getting to the destination, I had to wait. 10 mins, 30 mins, 1 hr, 2 hrs there was no sight of Madam Gold. I called my madam after a series of messages I had sent earlier on which she hadn't replied. She picked up and said I don't think she is coming there, come back to the shop because she is at the shop waiting. With the load balanced on my head. I just stood, and I froze- for Christ's sake I graduated with a 2:1 in Economics 😭😭I keep hearing it gets better but it keeps getting worse. The tears were coming, My feet couldn't move. I checked my bag for transport and I noticed I had exhausted everything. The money with me couldn't take me back to the shop. I called my mum; "come home she said it's fine". How about the clothes I need to deliver? Just come home "nne"(my daughter). Let her send someone else to come pick it up from the house or better still let them wait. I entered a keke/tricycle that stopped me at the first junction leading to my home. I took another keke there. The keke had to stop to pick up other passengers- the lovebirds I told you about at the beginning remember, the young teenager even paid before they got to their destination.
I got down at the main junction to my home. The weather changed and I entered a shed as it had started to drizzle. A young woman with a wedding booklet in her hand also entered the shed with me. She was standing in the other corner. She was on the phone. All I could hear was" Where are you, Mi Amor". A few minutes later" Mi Amor" came with a MERCEDES-Benz C-Class 2023 to pick up his wife. "Hmmmm ...what a morning I said". Really!! I stared as they drove away after he got out to assist her into the car with an umbrella.
The rain was just drizzling. I had no other option than to walk fast to avoid the rain beating me when it became serious. Balancing the bag on my head I raced home. I knocked on the door and my mum opened it. I quickly ran into her arms as my tears gave way. Don't worry she soothed my back. It will get better.
I quickly changed and went to sleep after I switched off my phone. Madam Gold should wait this time around. I also have communication issues😎.
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