Everyday Living
THE BEGINNING.
A black SUV parked in front of the tall glass building located at Ikoyi and had its mark as one of the most breathtaking buildings in that part of Lagos city. In front of the building was a Guaranty Trust Bank, and just a few steps away, the ice cream factory Creamcity stood. There was a pizza shop right after the ice factory and a co-working space called The Salvador's. Other buildings include an insurance company, an art gallery, a cinema, a cosy coffee shop, the popular Mallam Garbo's Suya Joint, and some residences.
It was like every other morning in Splash, which has recently been awarded the best radio station of the year. The noise and crowd on the first floor were as always. People walked past each other, going in and out. Addressing one person or the other, or minding their business.
There was hardly much to deal with on this floor and most times there was completely nothing to deal with. She merely waved a hand as she walked past the receptionist.
The second floor was where she started her everyday job. As usual, the employees were brooding into each other businesses. She had only to stand to have each person going back to their respective corners.
A little explanation and apology was made, and then a pause from Emily.
'Fine, get back to work. But I promise, you won't get this lucky next time. You can try me,' she said while checking her wristwatch. 'You know what guys? You all are doing amazing. If you need help with anything, my door is left open for that.'
As she walked towards the elevator, she picked up a copy of the Genevieve magazine from the office messenger and glanced through. Boldly written on the front page was HUNDRED MOST SUCCESSFUL WOMEN IN AFRICA. One of her close friends, Dunni was on the front cover and Emily could not but wonder how she always managed to look that beautiful. Just look at that skin, She thought.
She opened the magazine as soon as she sat in her office. She had made it to number 84 on the list. She knew Amanda, Abah and Tonye, her other friends would appear on the list so she scanned through quite fast. They were, and Abah even made it to number 10.
'Genius,' Emily whispered. They all knew how good Abah was at what she did.
She dropped the magazine and looked around her beautifully set office. She has had the office for two years and every day, it seemed to her like she was in some kind of dream. People never make it this far where I come from.
She wanted to pick up her phone and Facetime all of her close friends, but she paused. This was the beginning of something greater than what she had ever experienced. It was better to enjoy this moment doing what she loved best. Working.
A black SUV parked in front of the tall glass building located at Ikoyi and had its mark as one of the most breathtaking buildings in that part of Lagos city. In front of the building was a Guaranty Trust Bank, and just a few steps away, the ice cream factory Creamcity stood. There was a pizza shop right after the ice factory and a co-working space called The Salvador's. Other buildings include an insurance company, an art gallery, a cinema, a cosy coffee shop, the popular Mallam Garbo's Suya Joint, and some residences.
The sun was smiling so brightly that as the slim and striking figure emerged from the back seat of the car, she had to put on her glasses immediately. Felix, the chauffeur offered to help with her bag but she refused by shaking her head slightly. Gracefully, she walked into the welcoming doors of the building. At the peak of the building, SPLASH was written so that it was hard for one not to notice.
It was like every other morning in Splash, which has recently been awarded the best radio station of the year. The noise and crowd on the first floor were as always. People walked past each other, going in and out. Addressing one person or the other, or minding their business.
There was hardly much to deal with on this floor and most times there was completely nothing to deal with. She merely waved a hand as she walked past the receptionist.
The second floor was where she started her everyday job. As usual, the employees were brooding into each other businesses. She had only to stand to have each person going back to their respective corners.
As she walked past each person she addressed she was saying: 'Mike, I told you to get a new cameraman, you think this is a joke?.. Oh, good morning Becky, a good job you did in Accra yesterday... Not again, Sharon, I told you how to deal with the situation already. Do you need some money? What do you mean you need some money. Whatever happened to the accounting department? Don't miss Emily me and get to work... Not today Kevin, I will call you when I need you... Sarah, oh no not Sarah. Sandie? Yes you Sandie, I want you to bring that new hit lord in town, Eazi or wha-che-fer-is-na-im is. I don't know how you are going to do it. Put in the brains and get him on the midday show tomorrow with Pearl. He is what? I tell you, he would rather come to splash...You, Jasmine, you are fired. For goodness sake, Splash lost Four Hundred Naira for your incompetence last week.'
A little explanation and apology was made, and then a pause from Emily.
'Fine, get back to work. But I promise, you won't get this lucky next time. You can try me,' she said while checking her wristwatch. 'You know what guys? You all are doing amazing. If you need help with anything, my door is left open for that.'
As she walked towards the elevator, she picked up a copy of the Genevieve magazine from the office messenger and glanced through. Boldly written on the front page was HUNDRED MOST SUCCESSFUL WOMEN IN AFRICA. One of her close friends, Dunni was on the front cover and Emily could not but wonder how she always managed to look that beautiful. Just look at that skin, She thought.
She opened the magazine as soon as she sat in her office. She had made it to number 84 on the list. She knew Amanda, Abah and Tonye, her other friends would appear on the list so she scanned through quite fast. They were, and Abah even made it to number 10.
'Genius,' Emily whispered. They all knew how good Abah was at what she did.
She dropped the magazine and looked around her beautifully set office. She has had the office for two years and every day, it seemed to her like she was in some kind of dream. People never make it this far where I come from.
She wanted to pick up her phone and Facetime all of her close friends, but she paused. This was the beginning of something greater than what she had ever experienced. It was better to enjoy this moment doing what she loved best. Working.
As she opened her computer, she smiled and pictured herself having lunch with her friends. She was glad the day was Wednesday. Wednesdays were always perfect for her.
Very compelling and easy to read. Nice one Zayn.
ReplyDeleteThank you. This means a lot.
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