FED UP [LXXIV]

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                Mrs Biodun looked at Mabel for a response.
  “Thanks for the offer Eph,” Mabel said to Ephraim. “I will go with Madam B.”
  “Ok,” Ephraim said.
                Mabel shut down her system and locked the files in her drawer. Then she got her things together, said goodbye to her colleagues and went out to meet Mrs. Biodun. They entered her car and she drove off.
  “I am glad to see that you have not allowed the incident affect your efficiency,” Mrs. biodun said to Mabel as she drove out of the office premises.
  “Thank you ma,” Mabel replied. “It was not easy when I came in the morning o.” 
  “I noticed. When I told Ephraim to find out whether you have worked on the files, I knew you had not done anything.”
  “Really?”
  “Yes. I just needed to wake you up.”
  “And you really did.”
  “After then, you picked up.”
  “I had to, so I will not give some people opportunity to laugh at me.”
  “Who are the people?”
  “Don’t worry about it ma.”
  “Ok, if you say so. There are different types of people in every establishment; those who want you to succeed and will do anything possible to make sure you succeed; and those who want you to fail and will take advantage of every little opportunity to make sure you fail.”
  “And they will let the whole world know that you failed.”
  “Exactly.”
  “I also had to just brace up so I don’t lose my job.”
                Mabel looked at Mrs Biodun with the tail of her eye as she said that. Mrs Biodun looked at her and smiled.
  “That is your fear right?” she asked Mabel.
  “Yes ma,” Mabel said. “That was why I had to force myself to come today.”
  “I have not seen the thing that will make me give your job to someone else. You put in more than 100%. I can’t lose a staff like you.”
  “Wow. Thanks a lot ma.”
  “The ‘thanks’ goes to you for putting in more than your best.”
  “I just have to. That is how I was raised.”
  “Your mum did a good job then. By the way, how is she?”
  “She is fine.”
  “How is she handling all the issues in less than a week?”
  “She is a strong woman. God has been helping us too.”
  “Your sister is getting better right?”
  “Yes she is.”
  “Thank God.”
                After driving for a while, Mrs Biodun slowed down and wheeled to the right to park by the side of the road.
  “I want to buy something,” she said as she tried to park.
  “Are you sure you are parking in the right place?” Mabel asked her. “These task force people could be around.”
  “You are right.”
                Almost immediately Mrs Biodun parked, Mabel called her attention to two men walking towards them.
  “These people look like them,” she said.
  “But they are not wearing uniform,” Mrs Biodun said.
  “Most of them don’t wear uniform.”
  “They cannot do anything.”
  “Not these men o. They don’t care who you are.”
  “I think I better move out fast.”
                Mrs. Biodun checked her side view mirror for on-coming vehicles and wheeled left. When the men saw that she was trying to drive out, they walked faster.
  “You see,” Mabel said.
  “You were right,” she said
                Mrs. Biodun drove off speedily. The sound of her screeching tire was so loud that people turned around to look. They didn’t bother themselves when they saw two women in the car, so there was no possibility of car theft. From the side and rear view mirrors, Mabel and Mrs. Biodun could see the men standing and shaking their heads.
  “God punish all of you,” Mrs. Biodun said.
  “You just escaped harassment,” Mabel said. “Before your connection will come into play, they would have rubbished you.”
  “Who sent these people sef?”
  “Nobody sent them, though they say they have the backing of government.”
  “It’s terrible.” 
  “And nobody can do anything about it. It is either you settle them or you get delayed and embarrassed.”
  “What a country.”
  “I think abroad is better.”
  “Ha. No o. You will pay tax through your nose o.”
  “But they have a more organized society.”
  “Yes. Depending on where you are talking about.”
  “I will find out for myself one of these days.”
  “Anyway, thanks for saving me from wasting my time there.”
  “No wahala ma. What will you do about what you wanted to buy?”
  “I will send someone or I get it close to my house, though it will be more expensive there.”
  “Ok ma.”
                She got to a T-junction and slowed down.

  “I even forgot to ask you,” she said to Mabel.



(...to be continued)

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