Showing posts with label traffic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label traffic. Show all posts

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!

Saturday, 7 November 2015

Nomophobia- #Fear of losing ones phone


 In Lagos, wonders never cease. Being the omo eko that I am, the rule of the game is to be street smart.This is a jungle where only those that are sharp and fast carry the day. It is basically the survival of the fittest.

  Funny things happen in the commercial center of the nation. The pickpockets, the agberos(area boys), the fraudsters, the manipulators, the traffic, the noise, the people, everything adds up to make the place the 8th wonder of the world.

Asides the negatives, if you can live in Lagos, you can live anywhere. Lagosians are very resilient and industrious. They do not "dull". It is one "owambe" to another "owambe". There is always something humorous even in the stress that builds up daily in the city.The bukas are home away from home. I was told that the dirtier it is, the sweeter their meals.You can only get the best amala joints in Lagos. In traffic, you can get virtually everything you want from snacks to drinks to   fresh meat to pots even land sef…you name it. Sometimes, you do not need to go to the market.

You all would be able to relate with my story. It was the close of day and I was headed to my abode. Being rush hour, traffic showed its ugly head. It did not affect vehicles alone, it extended to passers-by of which I was one.

So this man who wanted to overtake me was in such a hurry. Immediately he passed me, something within me reminded of my phone. And to add to my fear,my designers bag was zipless. It just occurred to me that the man must be making away with my phone as he was in so much hurry.

Holding on to the man before he went further, I asked him to please give back my phone. This was after I had dipped my hand into my bag to bring out my phone and didn't see the gadget.

So I held him and pleaded with him to please return my phone. Then the bubble burst open.
 His appearance kinda made me think he was a pickpocket. It is not written on their faces though.  But they are always in a hurry. And they kinda look haggard, well this is not proven. Don't go around thinking every haggard person is a pickpocket.

Back to the thriller, the man started getting aggressive. Meanwhile I was still begging him to return the supposedly stolen phone. Do you know that after checking my bag again the phone was well seated underneath my bag. Apoti bag???

I didn't let the man know that I had found it. I let him go after the discovery. People's intervention saved the day.

"Lock your bag" came one advice
"Have you found your phone?" Came one question
To which I replied in the affirmative.

This scene happens in Nolly wood but this was live. That was a very risky venture. Remember one of the ten commandments that thou shall not accuse thy brethren falsely. It was very much applicable. But something similar had happened to me while rushing to get a bus, my phone got stolen in the process.

Apparently, I tend to be "nomophobic". I dread losing my phone like going to hell fire. Getting another one doesn't rub of the pain of losing one particularly if you have so much on the phone. I love it and its features. My photos, my notes, documents, contacts and music collections are in it. The thought of losing it would leave me in serious pain as if it was heartbreak from a loved one.Thankfully I have my phone.
 In the meantime,don't jump into conclusions rather strive to jump at opportunities instead!