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Sunday, 10 June 2018

"Awoof dey run belle"




Photo credit: DepositPhotos



What do you make out of a situation where you get to pay less than the original price? Probably a rare offer to jump at quickly? Or do you rush at the offer or pause to weigh your options before making a choice?


Sometimes having to pay less than the original price ( what we call 'Awoof') might not necessarily be a bonanza spree. It might be another bait to dupe unsuspecting customers. And as the saying goes, 'Awoof dey burst belle' which when translated means freebies/cheap things do not give optimum satisfaction or pleasure.
In essence, the beneficiary does not get to enjoy what he/she paid for in true sense after all.



My conclusion is based on some experiences proving that  it is better to go for quality and pay higher provided you enjoy what you paid for than pay less then end up spending more.


Forget Monday morning runs, Sunday morning runs also holds in this part of the world. Ever since church service included a special early morning series on finance, I deemed it necessary to attend all the series. Normally, I would have taken my time and gone for other later services where I would have time to dress up, makeup, eat and stroll into service.


However, the introduction of early 7 a.m finance series with top seasoned speakers in their fields giving financial insights, got me on my toes. Throwing away all my conveniences, I became more disciplined to make it all for the special Sunday series. After all, they said that the secret of great men is in their stories. Being an area, I would say I was kind of struggling with, I just had to make sure that  I attended all the series, learn and applied my learning. No data to burn to watch videos or money to buy tapes. I believe there is an anointing that comes with physical presence.  And that was my motivation.


I had two options: cab services or public transport. I opted for the later.  Don't ask me why. Early Sunday morning, the sleep was so sweet, I wished I would have continued but my alarm clock in the opposite room was disturbing. I had to get up to shut it up, that is how the sweet sleep left instantly. Preparation for Sunday service started immediately. Thankfully, I was done in the nick of time, I was sure I would get to church in time.



Everything was going well from when I got to the bus stop until I saw several buses beckoning me to fill up their seats. With so many bus conductors persuading the available passengers, I decided to go with the one with an unusual 'abnormal' low fare. First of all, this driver was taking time to leave the bus stop, he made sure his bus got completely filled with passengers. As I sat patiently without complaining, I felt satisfied that in the long run, I would have some change to keep.


Then, the  journey commenced and the normal tradition of transport fares were being collected by the bus conductor. All was going on well until the bus abruptly stopped on the way!


Without apologising to his passengers for the inconveniences caused, the bus driver came down from bus to change his tyre. Who does that? I mean, he knew quite well that he had a bad tyre but went ahead to carry unsuspecting passengers, no wonder the bus fare was 'unusually abnormally low' and we fell for that bait.


It was unwise to demand a refund, after all, on a normal day, the money paid was enough to take one to where the bus stopped. I could not wait for the bus driver to change his flat tyre; remember I  had a Sunday series to catch up in church. I jumped down from the bus and sharply looked for another. I ended up paying twice the normal bus fare based on my calculation. If I had followed my instinct, I would have paid once and for all and saved some money!


This brings back to another experience. As an undergraduate, I needed a pen to some assignments.  I got duped in broad daylight by the pen seller. She was selling a pack of pen(of a brand I have never heard). After tactfully convincing me to buy them, I ended buying the unidentified pen brand. To start with, she gave me one that was writing to test its effectiveness and that how I swallowed her bait.


It would have made more sense if I gently went for my bic pen but no I wanted a cheap one.  In my mind, I would have enough change to  buy other stuffs. In the end, the pack of pen bought were useless, had to buy another set and that meant spending more.

Would you go for quantity over quality? Do you jump at every offer without weighing your options? Do you follow your instincts or go with the crowd? One has to be careful because 'Awoof really runs belle" True or False?

Friday, 17 November 2017

How do you deal with a difficult co-worker?


Photo credit :Botswana Youth magazine

When people of different backgrounds and personalities come together in the workplace, there is bound to be conflicts. The beauty of this is that they can come to a compromise, get to understand themselves better and know how to relate to one another properly to avoid any friction.
However, how about that coworker who this does not seem to apply to because it is just difficult to get along with them… no matter what? While such persons might test your endurance level and develop your character, if care is not taken, they might just make you frustrated and unfulfilled on the job. 
This brings me to an incident that happened some days ago. I was thinking of the work load and how I was going to meet deadlines, so dragging for my change with a bus conductor was the last thing on my mind. It so happened that the bus conductor was not only bent on delaying me from getting to work early, but also planning to spoil my happy mood.

Thankfully, a passenger was kind enough to part with her change and that solved the issue. She obviously was embarrassed by the way I kept thanking her for kindness until she disappeared into the crowd. I looked at my watch, I thought it best to board a bike instead of a bus to get to work on time. This time I was prepared and I had my change, so no worries.
Getting to work, I had mapped out my plan for the day. Knowing that I was the one on duty, I had the whole office to myself. I stocked my food pack, downloaded podcast messages from some amazing people to listen to while working. These would come in handy and would definitely make working today quite interesting.
I heaved a sigh of relief that I made to work at the nick of time. So I went to the rest room to freshen up and lo and behold! You won’t believe what I saw in the toilet seat. Two heavy chunks of faeces popping their ugly heads at me!
I rushed out of the restroom immediately for the smell from there was quite nauseating. I thought of who was guilty of this atrocious act, and from all indications, the possible culprit appeared to be Milicent.
Milicent represents that coworker who is just outrightly difficult. She sees you as her biggest competitor. You try to be nice, she interprets it that you have ulterior motives. You are not nice and gbam, she becomes happy that she has something as evidence to use against you.
What did I do? I just kept my distance to avoid any alterations. I could not help but point a finger that she was the one who messed up the toilet. First, she was on duty while I was away, and since I would report the next day, it was possible she committed the act to spite me. Besides, we are the only ones that have access to that office, so who else could it have been?
Well… I could be wrong, but we all know that coworker who is just so difficult no matter how you try to blend with them. Having devised all means to friends with her, my last resort was to keep my distance to avoid any friction.
I remember how work became unbearable because we had to work as a team. For no reason, she would just stir up drama and I promised to keep my cool.
Back to my ordeal in the rest room, while I was being pressed, I was still contemplating what to do. Should I clean it up? Or should leave the mess for whoever did it? That was how I was muttering and complaining, until I realised that I had work to do. Retreating to my seat, I thought of all that I mapped out to do. Would I allow one incident spoil my mood?
My thoughts went back to the annoying conductor and for a moment, I thought that day was supposed to be one of those days. Then I thought about the kind passenger and smiled. Meanwhile, I was still pressed. Somehow, after pleading the blood of Jesus, I cleaned the restroom for my use. I didn’t want to go through the process of contacting the cleaners and hear their own complaints.
The day had just started and enough drama already, determined to not let things take a toll on me, I cleaned the toilet and let it go! However, it left me wondering how long I would be condoning such acts.
Now, I understand while most cleaners are usually grouchy. It is not easy when people make your work difficult for no just reason. Why would anybody use the toilet without flushing for goodness’ sake?  I don’t quite get it at all!