DON’T MESS WITH A RIGHTEOUS WOMAN.
Written by: Adexshowking Adeniji
EPISODE 1
Bimbo didn’t want me to take up that job initially. She said something about her heart not being comfortable with it but what was a man like me to do when I have been living on my wife’s meager income for the past four months.
So I took up the job and the morning of my resumption, dressed in a crispy blue shirt and a new pair of trouser Bimbo got for me, I worked into Jabs Consult feeling like a man for the first time in a long time. I was again going to be the provider of my home. Well, wasn’t that my responsibility in the first place?
But I noticed something as the MD introduced me to the staff as the new accountant. They all stared blankly at me. I noticed the fake smiles, the forced responses of ‘welcome’ and the cold handshake. They didn’t look so happy to see me and that disturbed me greatly. My first day at work wasn’t pleasant as expected but I remained focused. I needed the job badly. What mattered was that there would be food on the table provided by me, the leader of my home.
Three months later, the Managing Director, a woman with a beautiful face in her mid fifties, called me into her office.
” You are an intelligent man and I’m always amazed at the suggestions you give at the staff general meeting. From the day you stepped into this place, I knew there was something special about you. Weldone, Mr Kayode.”
I went back to my office feeling really excited. As I entered, two ladies were already sitting down waiting for me. Kemi, the customer care rep rolled her eyes as I walked to my seat. Her low cut black top caught my attention but I quickly took my eyes away. Instead, I focused them on Gloria, a petite lady in a fitting blue gown, whose voice was so tiny, it made me laugh.
“Hello Ladies. What can I do for you?”
They smiled. “Can’t we just come and greet you in your office.” the lady with the tiny voice said.
“I wonder o.” Kemi responded. “I don’t know why you like locking yourself up in the office. Socialize. Even Jesus socialised with sinners.’
” I have a lot of work to do.”
Gloria stood up. “On behalf of the staff members, we want to say we are sorry for the way we treated you when you first arrived.”
Kemi nodded in agreement. “We are really sorry. It’s just that the person you replaced was very much loved here and we were really sad when she was told to leave.”
I pulled my chair back and sat down. “What really happened? Why was she sacked?”
“She was accused of stealing some money and we know she didn’t. I can bet my life on it.”
“Since I started working here, more than five accountants have been sacked. Nobody knows how the money disappears.” Kemi said.
I stared at them, shocked at the news I was hearing. Then I smiled to myself. Money cannot disappear from my hands, I muttered. I do not steal neither was I careless with money.
But I was wrong when two weeks later, I counted the money made from the sales for the day.
50,000 naira.
impossible! When the sales rep came with the money, right in her presence, I counted 200,000 naira. I upturned the drawers and poured out the contents while my heart pounded in fear. But I didn’t find the 150,000 naira.
Jesus, I muttered and rushed to the Sales department.
To be continued…
