Diary of the Crazy Shaniqua Bello

Log Forty-eight: FRUSTRATION

FORTY-EIGHT
FRUSTRATION

Tuesday

5:40 pm

Dear, Diary

"I told you not to bring your relationship to work," the voice of my boss jerked me out of my frequent dose due to the combination of the AC and boring radio program and I didn't know what he was talking about for a second until I followed his angry gaze to the family Corolla that stood right in front of the gate and I didn't know why I foolishly began to smile especially when I knew that Elvis was fuming, not only because he had warned me about bringing my love life to work— a rule I wasn't technically flaunting since the guy in question was only a potential boyfriend, but he was also pissed because Justin's car obstructed his car from driving in— a fault on the security's part if I might add as well.

"He's not my boyfriend sir, he's just asking me out." I don't know why I added the last detail with a smile on my face like I was casually talking to a friend but I saw the anger on his face and I apologized immediately. "I'll tell him to leave your way," I added and quickly ran up to Justin who looked excited to finally see me, and just when he was about to utter a word, I cut him off and begged him to move away from the get while pointing at my boss's car—an unnecessary act that I just did to appease Elvis. I didn't have to point.

Anyway, Justin like the gentleman he was, apologized and quickly moved his car forward and I went over to the security guard who I discovered was far gone to the world of sleep and spittle. I woke him up and I didn't need to inform him of the boss's arrival before he sprang up like a chicken. My presence was enough.

Thankfully, Elvis didn't rage at him for letting Justin obstruct his passage; I'd have felt bad for the man— instead, he silently poured the aggression on me, yelling at me to pick his things up from his car into his office.

"You and Oga Dey fight again?" The driver inquired and I just shook my head and told him, "All is well." He said Amen and helped me with some of the heavy gadgets we picked up along the way.

I'm reporting live from his office, by the way, he's addressing some editorial issues down on the 2nd floor, or wait! Is the nigga trying to delay me? cos If everyone had left by the time we returned, what and who is he addressing the issue with?

I'll be right back.

The frustrated Shaniqua

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