Later, I got some lotions from the lotion dispenser, and applied it on the various parts of my body, having done all this, l dashed out of the bathroom and into my room to get dressed.
I got dressed in no time as my phone vibrated, I picked it up instantly.
“Hello ma’am, good morning.” Elvis greeted.
“Morning Elvis. How are you?”, I asked.
“I’m very well. Please I wanna tell you that the cab isn’t working. So, I won’t be able to take you to work this morning”, Elvis said.
As soon as I heard this, I began fidgeting.
“What a bloody hell are you Elvis?”, I bawled.
“Sorry ma’am, please I only need part payment of my monthly salary to get the cab fixed”, Elvis demanded.
“Bastard, I will sack you soon. You think you can fool me with bloody lies”, I yelled.
“Please ma’am, I can’t lie to you. I mean every bit of my word”, Elvis pleaded.
“Hey nigga, stop building castles in the air cause you won’t succeed”, I responded with an attempt to hang up the call.
“Okay ma’am. Let me send you some screenshot of the cab at the mechanic workshop on WhatsApp”, Elvis replied imposing composture in me.
“Better, endeavour to send with your account details dick head. So, I gonna pay in your salary”, I echoed and hung up.
Moments later, he sent some of the captions displaying the cab’s inaccuracy and some spare parts to be replaced, so it might be able to perform its duties.
I was seriously confused whether to send the money or not. But I was seriously constrained by my faith that Elvis must be telling the truth.
I dialed his number and rang him.
“Hello dude, check your phone, I have just sent $20 US dollars into your account”, I gabbled.
Hanging up the call, I went in search of a cab, cause l was already running late to work.
–Coryson Development Enterprise.–
“Hey Maria, good morning”, Andy yelled few metres away.
I didn’t wanna pay any attention. So, I just kept walking very fast approaching the foyer.
Before I could realise, Andy tapped my shoulder and said, “come on damsel. Why acting very strange, hope all is well?”.
“Yeah dude, someone got me upset”, I replied smiling fictiously.
There was something eating me up. I’m late for work today and I will be queried by our M.D.
This man is a very strict disciplinarian and doesn’t cajole with handling bad attitudes in the enterprise.
“Fuck you Elvis, you’re responsible for this mess”, I whispered to my self growing more fidgety.
While approaching the human resource department to report myself present for the day’s activities, I met Raymond who told me that the M.D has restricted me from involving myself in any activity related to the enterprise.
“Hi love”, Raymond said.
“Hi sugar”, I responded with a peck.
“How are you and how was your night baby?”, Raymond inquired.
“Awesome baby, just that am not feeling too well”, I said staring at him.
“Gosh! What’s that fucken hell disturbing you cute pie?”, Raymond asked looking worried.
“Baby, I consider this conversation to be held later in the day. Can’t you see am running late?”, I gabbled.
“Please baby don’t act so fuzzy. Let me remind you, the M.D wanna see you as soon as possible”, Raymond said.
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