Reflecting on that day: I had gone to visit my brother in Accra, admittedly I hadnt shaved for sometime, I have come to accept my unusually hairy face for what it is, and yes I was looking a bit dishevelled because I had been on the road for a long time preparing for a big day...I got to my brothers house and met his absence, I badly needed a shower, but as typical of a normal persons home in Accra there was no water available. .I quickly removed my shoes which I have been wearing for hours and kicked my sweaty shirts somewhere. ..I pulled on my brothers shirt and a pair of trousers I found lying around, slipped my feet into a pair of slippers and picked up a bucket to go buy water from the neighbour who sells buckets of water....yeah I wasnt looking great but I didnt care, just before I got to the house I saw two pretty ladies sitting in front of a hostel house nearby chatting the afternoon away under the big shade the tree in front of the house had provided. ...being a warm blooded male my attention was drawn to the damsels sitting there although they were in no distress at all, of course I made it look like I wasnt even looking their direction at all but I was, then one mouthed to her friend your last chance, the one who was spoken to now took a deliberate eyeball to eyeball look at me, wearing my baby shirt, crumpled trousers, bathroom slippers, overgrown beared and hugging a bucket ( I guess u can picture the scene), she laughed out loud and clapped her fingers in the mocking way typical gossips do and the friend joined her in mocking me for no reason other than not being up to the required standards for grabbing. I quietly passed by, mumbled a good afternoon under my voice and went to fetch my water. Upon returning, carrying the water on my head was even a greater cause for jeering as they steal glances at their Johnny and laugh hysterically, I had no doubt they were taunting me and didnt mind doing so even when they realized I was aware. That evening I took the trip to the barbers shop to trim myself up in preparation for my day, got some fresh well ironed dresses to wear and enjoying the evening with my brother patiently awaiting morning. Wait till u receive a good news that u want to be quiet about. ..People who truly love u will never help u keep that vow of being quiet. .my brother was ecstatic about my achievement...There were several UPS students living in the house and before I knew it they all came excitedly to greet me and congratulate me...many couldnt believe they were beholding the face of Legon s best student ( yes my brother said it..and I wasnt angry), then the unthinkable happened... One girl in the house who was my brothers friend came calling me excitedly..she wanted to introduce her friends to me, I came out and behold there there were the two girls who were laughing at my misery earlier in the day...of course my brothers friend didnt know we had a history...she went on and on about the house producing a legon best student and made a joke of giving her friend to me which she enthusiastically flirted with ....hmmm I was surprised they didnt recognise me...One hugged me warmly after a handshake and when my hug wasnt strong enough she asked me if I was pentecostal and went ahead to hug me proper..making sure I felt everything there was to feel on her ample chest..the other one looked at me with some query in her eyes which she seemed to dismiss immediately, of course that looser we saw couldnt be the same person, am sure she thought to herself.... as they were fidgeting to give me their numbers I was contemplating what to do. The natural James wouldnt say anything, but a voice told me to teach them a moral lesson, so as I received the phone numbers I asked whether they have forgotten me, I told them they were making fun of my hustling small this afternoon whiles still laughing. ....the looks on their faces was priceless...They remembered instantly...it goes without saying that the coldest chill that ever passed through their spines in their lives was felt that evening, and never had they experienced a more awkward moment than those few minutes of their young lives...I told them I will keep in touch and went back inside...One of the girls has since that day apologised to me more than a dozen times and the more I say I dont mind the more apologies flow....its a long post...but the point is this: never size up people within seconds of meeting them, never make fun of people because of their appearance, and most importantly respect people no matter what, save yourself the embarrassment and sometimes the loss of certain opportunities because of poor judgment. .This post is not about me...its about the need for attitudinal change. #efoGawu
Posted on: Fri, 19 Sep 2014 11:54:33 +0000
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