The Visitor

It has been two weeks since her first event ushering experience and she was already getting used to the job. Now preparing for her third event which is her last ushering job with Mr Charles as her supervisor, she couldn’t contain her excitement because she was tired of watching him treated her and her colleagues with no respect and less pay.

Her friend Lya has moved to another agency, she wanted to join her but she couldn’t because she had to stay and pay for the damages she incurred on her first day as an event usher.

With 20% of her pay being deducted, she had little or nothing to take back home but she was glad that she would complete the payment soon.

She was done packing her bag with all she needed before getting dressed and start heading to their usual spot where they gather before being conveyed by a bus to the event place. She finished packing quite early so she decided to take her time and prepare for this event.

She was done dressing and was adding finishing touches to her makeup when she heard her mum call her.

“Yes, mum”, she replied as she opened the door that led to the sitting room.

She met her mum sitting with a very rich-looking woman whom she has never met, the woman was in her late 50’s same age as her mum but looked younger, the woman smiled at me and said “your daughter really looks beautiful”

“Yes naw, omalicha mummy”, her mum spoke happily in Igbo dialect {meaning “her mum’s beauty”}

“Thank you ma’am”, she said politely

“Your son would easily fall in love with her, don’t you think so?” Seline’s mum suggested, Seline turned to face her mum’s direction in surprise giving her a questioning look. But her mum ignored her and simply went ahead discussing with the woman.

She took the cue and went to pick up her bag, said goodbye to both women and left the house. She was pissed, but she didn’t show it, she just wanted to leave that environment because it feels like the world has a way of adding unhappiness to her daily schedule.

Instead of taking a bus, she decided to walk, it was a kind of therapy for her. It helps clear her mind from all negative thoughts, pressure, and anger most times.

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He left the studio in a hurry without getting to conclude the song he just pre-recorded, shouting instructions to the studio engineer on what he expected of his recordings.

He was late for his dad’s birthday, he could not afford to be there late especially after his mum took out time to plan the event and specially invited him. His mum was the only reason he was going there and he wasn’t going to stay for long, that’s a sure thing because he doesn’t want them trying to match make him, marriage was not part of his plans.

He was moving too fast that he didn’t notice the pot-hole on the road because it was filled with water from the rain that fell the previous night, before he could slow down it was already too late. The car galloped and splashed water on someone walking on the pedestrian lane, but he rather keeps moving if he was going to beat time.

He needs to put up a good impression and nothing is going to stop him, with that in mind he drove towards his destination with his phone to his ear calling his wardrobe stylist to put something together for this event.

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Her baggy jean pants were drenched from the splash, and the person driving the car couldn’t even have the courtesy to stop even if it was an “I’m sorry” that would have helped a little more than just driving off.

Can her day be any better?

She checked her wristwatch and she was already 30 minutes late, she has spent time cleaning herself so she didn’t take note of time. She was just a few blocks away from her destination so she hastened her footsteps and on arrival, the bus was about to leave.

“Which excuse you want give again?” Mr. Charles spat out

“And why your body wet?” he asked looking at her wet clothing

“Na one mad man use e car splash water for my body,” Seline replied in pidgin English“he no even…..” she continued but saw that Mr. Charles wasn’t near interested in listening to her, so she stopped talking and got on the bus.

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The event décor was out of this world it screamed “elegance, sophistication”, it was a small event but exudes opulence and sophistication, it wasn’t for just anybody.

“Please listen carefully,” she heard Mr. Charles call their attention to the announcement he wanted to make.

“This is not the usual event you’ve been to, this is a high-class event and you’re to give your absolute best, if you have anything more than the best kindly put it into today’s job” Mr Charles spoke to everyone with all seriousness and especially to her following her records of being clumsy, the pointed look he gave her while talking was enough warning to keep her on her toes.

𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 

𝙄 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙑𝙄𝙋