"Subomi, why is the delivery as so slow? This is the fifth time I'm receiving calls from R&M Primary school and don't even talk about Pemisire retail stall They both have booked more than 500 boxes of chips".
I wasn't supposed to tell at the poor guy but I can't help it the stress has been getting at me. The resumption of the children into a new academic session is always tight. I have not gotten a rest since 6am today, not even a minute rest. And it's almost lunch. Lunch, well I can't wait to have some with the love of my life. Thinking of him is relieving my stress. I can't help it, I like him a lot.
"The man that is supposed to supply the cocoyam is stalling. We don't even have 300 boxes on ground, not to talk 500. I guess I will have someone call them to reschedule the delivery. The chips should be available tomorrow." Subomi said, he's all calm without even flinching. I guess he didn't take offense in me yelling at him.
"Jumoke you will have to call the farm manager. The way they are stalling is us loose money."
"Yes I will do that." That man... His reputation is actually to be trusted. I planned to book the supplies from our main supplier but Mayowa said to try another person. The decisions he makes most times ends up biting all of us. Decision making should not always be from woman he says. Well, I am a woman. But he still loves me anyway.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you Subomi."
"No problem, you should try and get some rest you don't want to end up snapping at a customer."
Oops! I probably did. I mean how can someone be so self entitled. A shop booked 200 boxes 2 weeks ago and we are yet to deliver. But you decided by yourself that we are supposed to supply you, that booked 50 boxes just yesterday when it's supposed to be delivered next week. I mean it is possible if we have on ground, but no, you concluded that without you we would go bankrupt....
"Of course, why would I snap at a customer? Customer are always right." Right my foot, I hissed in my head.
"Check with Salewa if the package boxes is available."
"Okay. Don't forget to get some rest." He walked away and I dialed the farm manager's number.
"Hello sir, can you hear me?" I asked when he wasn't talking.
"No ma, I can't hear you." Foolish man.
"You just replied no." I rolled my eyes.
"I am sorry, we will be at the bakery in two hours. We are met with farm produce officers. They were asking us to pay some fee." Lies, those officers don't stop trailers. But I decided to go with it.
"All right, but you have to hurry, we are losing so many orders right now "
"Yes ma'am, there will be no more delays." I hung up the call. It's lunch already, I need to put on my lipstick. I refuse to let my man see me all stressed and tired.
"Good afternoon Jimmy"
"Hey Jummy"
"Going for lunch Jumoke?"
"Yes, I will see you later. You all should get something for lunch." I replied them. They are all sweethearts. Well they don't know yet.
My life is perfect now. I have everything I could wish for. And there's no way they would know. It's been five years and I have covered my tracks pretty well. I haven't seen my parents for so long. Sign...how I missed my grandparents. But for my peaceful life, I wouldn't.
I walked into the restaurant and I could feel a lot of eyes on me. I won't say all, but alot. I could even feel the slight glare a girl threw at me when he guy in front of her mouths 'WOW'. He couldn't even close his mouth.
Well what can I say? I am a looker. I was told I have been pretty since birth. If it wasn't for the scandal that year, I would have been a celebrity from childhood. Yes, I am that beautiful. I love it and the attention it brings except for occasional nuisance it can be.
They use to say it is because of my blood that I am this pretty. What else is expected of a forbidden child.