Mrs. Ajileye had carefully selected the outfit for that very day as the day's presentation would determine a lot of things. It would determine if Her salary would be increased at Charlance Bank. It would also determine if she would be promoted to the position of Branch Manager. Someone had given her a clue that the main reason the board requires her to present the strategy she has been using to meet her target is because they want to know if she can handle the new position they have in mind for her. "All you have to do is to convince them that meeting your target is always a piece of cake for you." Mr. Chinedu, the current Branch Manager told her some days ago. Mr. Chinedu himself has just been promoted to the position of the Zonal Manager, and he had tipped Mrs. Kemi Ajileye for his former position. That day meant alot to Mrs. Ajileye, so, she could not afford to have anything foil it for her. She had decided to leave home earlier than normal, and as at 6am when she got out of her room, her kids were still sleeping, except Shola and the house help. She went to drop her things in the car before coming back to dish out instructions to the two teenage girls. She didn't spend up to a minute with them before she rushed out to the house. Shola went to meet her outside while she was reversing. "Mummy, I have something to tell you." Shola was trying to call her mum's attention. But, she was so much in a hurry that she only waved to her instead. "This is a golden opportunity, and I must grab it with both hands." She said to herself as she zoomed off the compound. Shola stood there for a while staring at the gate where the car passed. The look on her face was more of an accusation against the gate for even allowing the car to pass. "Well, I guess I have to make the decision myself, just as I'm used to." She said to herself. Shola had simply wanted to ask her mother if she could attend the birthday party she was invited to. She just wanted to know her mum's opinion about she attending a night party.
Mrs. Kemi Ajileye thought she had everything concerning the presentation covered. She had prepared her slides, and had gone over them more than 10 times before that very day, She had also taken her time to go online to read different articles on public speaking and how to present a wonderful speech. Her outfit was a well-ironed sky blue shirt and a black "up and down" suit she had bought some days ago. Her shoes was a high heels, with the tip as sharp as that of a needle. Everything about her looked so perfect that very day. But, as if events had planned it, things stopped being perfect immediately she stepped into the board room where Directors and some other Branch Managers were waiting. "Is this the Mrs. Ajileye? " A voiced asked in a derogatory manner. The remark caught her unaware. She greeted them in a very polite manner as she sat on the nearest chair to her. As if the chair has some thorns on them, she hurried up when another voice said, "that's not your seat." She stood up, and apologized as she located another seat opposite where she was. "May I? " She asked before sitting on her supposed chair. It was just a matter of time before the meeting commenced officially. Mrs. Ajileye gave her presentation, and she was inturn attacked with series of questions which made the spot where she stood hotter. "Just be yourself, and don't act as if you know the meeting is about your promotion. " She remembered the words of Mr. Chinedu every now and then. Soon, The meeting was over, and she was told to go and continue her work. As she stepped outside, she met some of her colleagues who have been so eager to know how things were going. Before the close of work, she was announced as the new Branch Manager which threw the whole bank into a big celebration. She was to stay over night so as to complete all the document handing over between herself and the former Branch Manager, which she knew before hand she would have to do. As she was flipping through some of the files later that night in the office, the thought of her daughter trying to wave her down in the morning crossed her mind. "What could she want to tell me? " She asked herself. "Shola had always kept to herself, and what she wanted to tell me must be so important for her to run after me. " A big sense of guilt came upon her, and she felt like going home immediately. She checked the time, 11:33pm. "It's late already. " She thought. "Well, it would soon be morning." The thought of not being caring enough for her family crossed her mind, and it made her feel bad. The intercom in her office rang, and she picked the call, interrupting her thought.
© 2015. Austus Ofmat Nwanne
Hmmmmmm....... can you imagine what is happening? Can you see the way things turn out at times? Mother has just been promoted, and she is still at the office working and celebrating her new professional victory, while her child is at a party. Her first ever party as a teenager. SPILT MILK is the story. Join me again tomorrow as we continue.....
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