MY BOSS

My Boss Tade, a very good friend of mine walked into me, uneasy. He was sweating harder than expected and I was a bit worry. I doubted if Tade had impregnated a colleague of his, like most of my peers- working class people with blood boiling quite hot. I inquired about what the matter was but he wasn’t in a hurry to tell anyone. I looked deep into his eye with the well drafted silent query, ‘-not even me?’ He looked into my eyes and sigh. I knew the problem could be a little mind blowing and I pestered with an expectant silence. ‘It is all these management people- my boss, the director, all of them. I told them that I had started my Masters degree at the University, but it is on weekends. They asked for my admission letter, I gave them. Asked for every other detail and I volunteered it sincerely to the best of my knowledge. I was interested in full time before that cost 150, 000n and lasts for a year, but because of work, I change to part time that is for a period of two years and costs over 320, 000n. Now my school needs my weekends again as they organised a seminar recently for teachers. I wrote a letter reminding them of my engagement on Saturdays. Only to come back and my principal started ranting that I won’t go scot-free.’ He concluded with yet another deep breath. I was silent for a while. I knew that he wanted my take on the matter as I pondered real hard on the matter. I looked at the entire situation from both ends. First, the school management, who have spent a lot to get the seminar ready, they even provided two complete meals and did their best to make the ambience cosy. Only for the indigent son of a bitch to waste their hard earn resources. He should be asked to tender his withdrawer. From the other end, I see this young man who doesn’t want to be stagnant and wants uncompromising adjustment for the better. I told him at last; if you think your education comes first, go for it. It is always difficult. It is like sleeping ravenous today for a better tomorrow. Don’t procrastinate, don’t let go of your master’s degree, do that which people rarely do. Anyway, when one door doesn’t close, another wouldn’t open, because when two doors open, there lies perplexity or the need to seek the face of God. That was my advice for Tade. What is yours? Add your comment please.