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Yes, It’s That Time of The Month

Aha! That time of the month when everything and everyone seems doubly annoying. I stepped in an awkward situation

Yesterday I got home and found out the construction going on next to my house had tampered with our power and the owner of the building was dragging his feet about doing something about it

In my annoyance without thinking things through, I marched over to the construction site, where I noticed countless shirtless men working and some well dressed men standing around. I walked up to the group of well dressed men and asked one of them “Good evening, do you work here?” He shook his head and pointed at a young man. I walked up to the young man and before I said anything, he said with a smile “Madam we’re working on fixing the wire. Nepa people are on their way here. So sorry”

Shouldn’t I have just turned around and walked home? It was the time of the month, when hormones were everywhere. “So why are you now smiling?” I asked the poor guy irritably “you tamper with my light and you’re smiling?” Now he looked pissed “what do you want me to do now? I should cry?”

The man who shook his head at me earlier then decided to wade in “Just go back home. Nepa is 5 minutes away” I don’t even know why that got me more upset “please I wasn’t talking to you. I came to you first and you refused to answer me so stay out of this” I said . From nowhere one of the shirtless guys jumped down from whatever he was doing and walked up to me shouting “I will slap you if you talk to my boss like that again”…Ah! Wahala. Why didn’t I bring back-up? Why didn’t I just leave after the first apology? But as a voltron that my brain was convincing me that I was, I said to myself, “no retreat no surrender”

I stood up to the shirtless sweaty guy and said “You don’t dare! If your saliva as much as touches my skin, mobile police will pick you up in minutes” (Note: I DO NOT know ONE mobile police) “I am going to get my phone, if you say another word when I get back you will be picked up” I said this while walking away in fake anger. In my mind I was pushing my legs to walk faster, I didn’t bargain for slap please

I blame everything on “the time of the month!” Did I go back to the Lion’s den? If you ask me this question in the comment section, you’re a wicked somebody!

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