CHARTER FOUR
"Okay sir," I said moving over to his desk I
pulled out a chair and sat down only I didn't
land on the chair, I landed on the floor!!!
"What were you about to do?" He asked looking down at me
I got up glared at him like I would murder him the next minute because I would if I could. I mean how dare he kick the chair away from me.
"I was about to sit down", I answered my voice revealing all anger in me despite how I tried to conceal it.
"This is my office not the ghetto you crawled out from. So before you do anything, you ask for my permission first" he said smirking evilly, obviously happy with what he was doing.
"I didn't realise you need me to take permission from you before I do anything" I replied still very angry with what he did.
"I don't need you to take permission from me, on the contrary, you need to obtain my permission before doing anything otherwise, your sore ass would be the least of your worries.
This man dey craze( this man is insane)
"Please may I have a sit?" I asked in a voice that betrayed no emotion that even Mr. Demon was surprised
"Yes you may" he replied
I sat down and worked quietly and yet he was stealing glances from my work trying so hard to find a fault but unfortunately for him, he couldn't find a single fault.
"Once you are done with that you get me a cup of coffee"
I didn't answer him.
"Did you hear what I said?"
No reply
"Damn it woman! Answer me! Did you hear what I said?"
I looked up from what I was doing and saw him clenching and unclenching his fist
"I heard you sir" I replied quietly and innocently.
"Why didn't you reply when I first asked you?"
"Because you didn't give me the permission to reply you" I replied calmly again. And continued my work.
He stared at me for a long time and I could feel his eyes piercing right through my soul but I paid no attention to him.
When I was done I handed the piles over to him expecting him to complain after all he is a chief complainer fortunately he didn't complain so I left to make his coffee the way most men like it.
"Your coffee sir," I said once I was allowed into his office. He took the mug to his mouth and brought it down immediately as if scorpion stung him.
"Have you no brain?" he asked
What is it again?
"Don't you know how to make coffee? Or you need to be taught that too?"
"I don't understand sir"
"But how can you? How can you understand? You brainless slut. Did you ask me before you made this vomit?"
"But Sir you asked me to make you coffee"
"Yes I asked you to make me coffee. Did you ask me how I like my coffee?" He asked sounding irritated.
Getting hold of one's temper is difficult. I tried to calm myself. If there is anything I'm not, that is a slut. How dare he? Had it been in a better situation, he would have heard it.
Keep calm Christy, keep calm, you need this
job, keep cal m.
"I'm sorry sir. I made the coffee how I thought you would like it"
"How you thought, YOU THOUGHT!!?, you don't get to think in this office with that your peanut sized brain. I am your boss and I tell you what to do!!!!" He screamed.
I'm sure half the workers were wondering what he could be shouting about.
" I'm sorry sir",
"I don't pay you for your foolishness" he said still shouting.
Oga e don do now. U neva even pay me sef
you come dey Shout.(its alright please. I
haven't been paid yet)
"Sir, how exactly do you like your coffee?" I asked
"My coffee contains at most two teaspoons of all the ingredients; at most two teaspoons of milk, at most two teaspoons of coffee and at most two teaspoons of sugar" he stated clearly.
At most, at most let me just give you water
"Yes sir" with that I left.
"Your coffee sir," I said after remaking the coffee. He took the mug to his lips while staring at me.
"Better." He said after taking a sip.
"Can I go sir? I asked and watched him considering my question.
"Not yet, I'm not done with my coffee".
I stood and watched him sip his coffee like he wasn't aware of time. I glanced at the wall clock behind him and it read 12:45pm.
Lunch is in fifteen minutes time. I looked at him and saw that he had dropped his mug on his desk. I looked inside the mug to find it filled to the brim. It looked untouched.
"Sir I'm afraid if you don't take your coffee it would get cold"
"That won't be a problem Christy, you will just remake it." he said it as if it was a normal thing.
Not doing anything other than stand there and observe him I couldn't help but notice he actually is quite a sight. Beautiful demon had it been a different situation, perhaps I would have....
"Christy!!!" He pulled me from my thoughts.
Jesu, Christy wetin u been dey think (Jesus,
Christy where was your mind).
"Christy!!!!"
"Y-Yes sir" I replied blinking sounding very foolish
"Irresponsibility seems to be your very dominant trait do you know how long I've been calling your bloody name?"
"I'm sorry Sir",
"You keep apologizing yet you won't do the right thing"
"I'm sorry Sir,"
"I'll send a link to your system, access it, print it out then you make photocopies of it"
"Yes sir," with that I went into my office. I checked my wristwatch to find it to be 1:15pm.
Lunch time! Lunch time!! This man has a way
of wasting somebody's time.
I switched on my laptop searched the internet for his link.
There where so many links!! Not knowing the exact link I printed them all. Some where having difficulties. So I had to try and try.
"Babe, u still dey work?(you are not done?)" I heard Mercy say after a while.
"U don see am now, dis my boss no go gree may I rest (you have seen it now,my boss won't let me rest)" I replied.
"Anyway carry your hustle, I brought lunch for you" she said
I couldn't be more grateful
"Ah thank you" I said collecting the food from her
"If you sabi how hunger dey wire me ehh? you no go understand sha(if you know how hungry I am right now, you won't understand).
"So wetin u dey do now?(so what are you doing?)" She asked
"I dey print out somethings oga say make I print out some documents.(I'm making a print out of some documents)". I replied her with my mouth filled with food.
"Christiana where you asked to come here eat and speak in that your barbaric tongue or where you asked to print out a document?" Mr. Henrik Wright asked with a voice that could make a human feel like dissolving.
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