Amanda Alexander is a recent UWI graduate, who has returned home to Saint Vincent and the Grenadines after completing her studies. Luckily for her, she was offered a job at the SVGCC as an Accounting Lecturer. A position that she has always aimed at...
I had wrapped up my session with my 2nd year students. They completely amazed me with how much they knew. However, I still wanted to be sure everyone was on track with a mini test later that week. They would probably hate me for dropping a test and the semester just started. I just wanted to ensure my judgment was not incorrect.
As I grabbed my laptop and handbag, I made a mental note to speak to the Dean about Brianna. The behavior she exhibited was something I had no tolerance for. She took a simple situation and escalated it into something totally uncalled for. I just wanted to send her a warning that I'm not one to be messed with. Who does she think she is with her petty threats? I chuckled then started walking back to the office.
A sharp pain trickled in my stomach which followed a loud grumble. I quickly looked around to see if anyone was paying me any attention. Luckily they weren't! I remembered I did not get to eat anything for the morning. If I kept this up I would be passed out by the end of the day. My other class was not until another hour and a half. So I decided to just get something to eat from the food truck outside the campus.
After putting away my stuff, I made my way outside. It was fairly empty as majority of the students had classes at this time. I opted to get something from the chicken truck. After all, it was only two options to choose from. I walked up to the window and waited for the window attendant to acknowledge me. She was engaged in a heated conversation on the phone.
"Gyel look sharp bring yuh ass yah nuh! Tink is now mi sen yuh out fi buy mi di ting!"
"Excuse me, can I get a fried chicken and bakes?" I asked politely despite her not paying me any mind earlier.
"Sorry bur dat, yuh war ah five dolla portion or ah ten dolla portion?" she asked.
"The five dollars portion is okay. You could give me a local juice as well. Whatever you have is fine," I said.
I skimmed through my notifications as I waited on the lady to be finished with my food. Although I was angry with Anthony, I was hoping to at least see a message or a missed call from him. But nothing! I opened my whats app and responded to my aunt. She would send me a message everyday to find how I was readjusting. I honestly wasn't doing that bad! After I decided to scroll through my contacts stories. Their he was!
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No caption needed! His arrogance radiated through the image. I crossed my legs as I felt the wetness welling between my thighs. Something was definitely wrong with me! This man treated me like shit this morning and here I was getting horny just watching his picture. I mentally slapped myself then blocked his number. I really did not need that type of toxicity in my life! The only thing I needed was happiness and wealth.
"Here yuh go, ah givin yuh the passion fruit. Dah go be $8.00," the lady said.
I paid her then headed back to the office to eat. I'm not much of a social butterfly so me interacting with the other lecturers willingly was rare. Unless they approached me to converse, I tend to stick to myself. The food was actually hitting! The cold passion fruit juice washed down the food and quenched my thirst. I still had 45 minutes so I settled on taking a nap. I retrieved my earbuds from my bag, then skimmed through my playlist until I found a song I was satisfied with. Sometimes I used music as a way to drift off to sleep quicker. I remembered to set a alarm just in case I didn't wake back up.
25 MINUTES LATER...
In between my consciousness and unconsciousness I could feel the same pain again. This time it was worst! I shot up from the desk and clutched my stomach. My stomach was bubbling and that only meant one thing! What the fuck! I sat groaning as I tried to ride out the pain. A concerned face appeared and asked if I was okay. I could not remember her name. There was no way I'm going to be able to stay at school. I needed to leave immediately.
"Could you get me a taxi or something? I really need to go," I managed to say.
"Let me see if I can get you a taxi," she said as she walked away with her phone to her ear.
I needed to use the bathroom urgently. My pride would not allow me to use the toilet on this campus. I just was hoping not to make a mess of myself. The lady returned and told me her friend would be outside in six minutes to pick me up. I felt so horrible to leave my students but I had no choice.
"I contacted the Dean as well. He said it's okay if you left. Also arrangements were made for your classes this evening. Let me help you outside," she said.
I was soo grateful in that moment. We walked outside and waited for the taxi. He came quicker than expected. My bowel was this close to being expelled. Remind me never to buy food from that lady again! I wondered if my day could get any more worse. I thanked the lady and hopped into the taxi. I still didn't know her name. I really needed to do better!
The entire ride was so uneasy. I'm pretty sure the guy felt so uncomfortable, but he remained professional. The relief that came over me when he pulled up to my gate. A quick thank you and payment then I dashed to the door. Once inside I didn't even hesitate, straight to the restroom I ran.
