Thursday, June 30, 2011

CHRISTY ESSIEN IGBOKWE RIP

I was born in the 80's and grew up listening to her music. A while ago i was listening to "Seun Rere" on my Ipod. I was on Twitter today only to read that this lady is dead. I thought the world ends in 2012. Why did she die today? Christy Essien has touched the lives of so many people in her acting, her singing and as the former PMAN president. She may be gone but she has left her footprints on earth . Her song "Seun Rere" would continue to play in my head. May God grant her family the fortitude to bear the loss.

MY NEW BOSS (3)

"Well I am not trying to make excuses for my behavior or anything and i am sorry if it offends you but i want to know what the agenda is all about, what kind of mistakes did o make on the report?" I am trying to get straight to the point because it looks like this lady likes to tell a lot of stories. I am really not interested this morning.
"Well there are a lot of grammatical errors on the report?" she said with a straight face. Wait a minute, the last time i checked there is automatic spell check on Microsoft Word unless she actually thought i was using a typewriter. Is she old school or what?"
"Grammatical errors?" i asked sound rather amused. "that is impossible" I told her. She gave me an evil look.
"Are you calling me a liar? She asked me sounding like she was going to get very angry. Was that to frustrate me or intimidate me? No way. This drama is getting interesting.
"I am not calling you a liar because Microsoft has spell check" i responded.
"Spelling errors and grammar errors are two separate things honey, did you actually take an English class at that college of yours?" she asked me.
"What kind of embarrasment is this? Do you have something against me? What is this attack on my person?" i asked her.

I went back to my cubicle very frustrated. This lady had started my day with accusations and she had just changed my mood. I refused to exchange worsa with her because she is just a cynical b****. I sat at my desk and my slimy co worker Althea came over.
"What did she say?" Althea asked me.
I wasnt so sure if Althea was a part of the conspiracy and that is if she knew what was going on. I knew she was disappointed she wasnt chosen to work on the project so how am i not sure she has a hand in my early morning badluck.
"She is out of her mind telling me all sorts of crap, anyway i am not on her project team anymore. I opted out." I told Althea. I cannot be spoken to like a third grader. If she did not like the template or the whole arrangement of the document, she should have said so instead of putting me down. I told her i was not going to be on the project with her anymore. She could find someone else.
"Oh my goodness, that really sucks" Althea said. "Tea or coffee?" she asked walking towards the tall coffee pot near the door.
"None for right now" I responded. Today did not seem like a good one.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

MY NEW BOSS (2)

I prayed that i would be able to get away with a verbal warning regardless of whatever the outcome of this meeting is.
"You are very inefficient, you need to maximize the use of your time, the report you typed two days ago was a complete disaster, I was reading it last night before going home and i am so glad i went through it before it got into the UPS mail."
 I stared at this lady. I could not say a word. Was she speaking the truth or was she saying stuff to spite me? I have never received any reprimanding since i started working for this company and this frustrated divorcee was giving me a lecture on my work habits,Is she kidding me?
"I don't know what is going on with you but if you don't impress me enough, I would have to replace you on this project because i have very strong work ethics which you are not very close to meeting, you are just straight from college and you dont have enough experience to deal with the office demands yet."
 All of a sudden she was beginning to bore me and i was beginning to understand where all this was coming from. A 'fifty something" year old lady is finding it hard to put up with a recent college graduate in the office. My friend told me she had the same problem with her male counterparts but this time i am having the problem with someone of the same gender but a different age generation. I dont think she is "old school:" I just think she is trying to put up a Margaret Thatcher front which does not go very well with me.
"There is nothing going on with me and what warrants this reprimanding if i may ask?"
"I have been noticing some erratic behavior like this morning you came in late, I could tell because i already called for you at 8am sharp and you were not here. Time is money and being a minute late to work counts. It is different if it was once in a while but in the last couple of days that i have been here, you have been late for work. I come here early and i leave here late at night, close to ten o'clock....." she said.
Why in the world will I be here after 5.30pm. She definitely does not have a life outside this building. Is she trying to impress someone, definitely not me. Staying until ten o'clock doing what? My father does not own this place and i will not be spending so much time here.


 to be continued.....

Sunday, June 19, 2011

MY NEW BOSS

 I dread going to work in the morning, my alarm clock has gone off for the second time this morning and i really dont want to get up. The new boss Felicia Richardson is worse than Adolf Hitler. She is this middle aged lady: she should be in her late forties or nearing menopause to act like such a pain in the butt. She wears these Fendi frames and drives a black Acura. Guess what, I am assigned to work with her on the new project in the office and so far, it is my worst experience. Mrs Richardson is an example of a workaholic. I was in my cubicle for nearly six hours straight yesterday. I could not believe that for a moment I did not go to work today. Should I call in sick? I have my vacation hours and I am not feeling work today at all. On a second thought, I should go because I dont want to hear it from anyone. It is 6.35am and i slowly drag myself from the bed to get ready for work. At least tomorrow is Friday.
Felicia Richardson was reading the paper and sipping coffee from the mug when i walked into her office.
"Good morning" i said as i walked in.
"Morning" Felicia replied without looking up from the newspaper she was reading.
"You left a message with the receptionist that you wanted to see me."
"I do, have a sit" she replied still not looking up from the newspaper she was reading.
I nervously sat down in the chair across from her. Her table was neat like she never touched anything or done any work on it. here were little picture frames of her two kids on the table. The twins Phyliss and Patricia were Standford University graduates. She told me the story of her family while i was doing some work in the office. She was divorced from her husband about ten years ago when she found out her was having an affair with his PA. She messed him up including his career and he became a shrimp in his society of friends. Phyliss was getting marrid in August.
"I called you because i want to have a word with you"
i cringe. She did not sound too enthsiastic as she put down the paper she was reading on the table and took another sip of the coffee she was drininking.
"I hope there is no problem"
"There are lots of problems, i have a problem with your sneaking into the office, a couple of minutes after work has started and acting like you have been here the whole time."
I could not deny because she was telling the truth. I miss my old boss all of a sudden. He kissed the ground i walked on all the time and i am sure it is the doing of all those jealous ones i work with. I listened to her as she went on talking.

To be continued......

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

MY FAVORITE SOUP

So last night I made some Edikaikong soup with goatmeat and tripe. Come and have some.