She was lost in thoughts as usual and didn't notice the taxi was at the mall. "Madam, your money" the driver called from the front. ![]() she had just one handbag as all she carries are documents for work, her phone and her keys to her apartment. She had not had a single touch of makeup on her face for 22 months, for it wasn't right they said, her skirt dropped way past her knees, her shoes were so flat and had no design on it, her glasses was her best friend as she spends the best part of her days working on figures on a computer screen, her eyes had gotten a bit worse. "If i continue like this, I'm never going to meet a man" she thought to herself.īut meeting a man was the least of her worries, she just wanted to live out her true self. She felt like she hadn't had a break in 6 years. She had studied accounting and finance for four years and left the university at age 21, after which she served her country through the NYSC(1) for a year and just a month later she had gotten this job. ![]() No 24 year old girl should be stuck behind a desk 5 days a week. ![]() She was so sick and tired of being sick and tired but what fun did being a junior accountant at a Church bring to her, she worked till 9pm on a bad day and the only thing she did for fun were the times she had to run to the mall to pick up some groceries. Tale was exhausted, she had just had enough of going with whatever life threw at her.
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