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Mimi_Nic
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Am I naive or not just easily swayed? Part 1
<p>The stereotype that being strict as a parent will save your children from a lot might not totally be true.  </p><p>I am not a pastor's daughter but a daughter of a very religious woman. You know what that means. I was not allowed to go out on my own accord. I didn't have friends and the few I had, were online friends. I was always indoors as a matter of fact, I developed a liking for staying indoors. Gradually, I turned into an introvert. I naturally won't classify myself as an introvert but rather ambivert. </p><p>             My mum was doing well in her business and my dad kicked the bucket when I was 5.  As a smart kid I was, I could vividly recall the incident even after 14 years of it happening. I came home from school, played around and shouted as usual while expecting my dad to be back by night. That night I played till I slept off and I was told in my sleep I was asking "where's Daddy, why is he not back yet?" Mum kept patting me to sleep saying daddy would be back.  Later on, I got to know he passed away that particular night and my mum couldn't hold back the tears as she tried to put me to sleep. I was my dad's favourite daughter. What would become of me now?</p><p>              My mum became extra hard on us and work as well because we had to make ends meet. I hard to start working at a new supermarket she opened. She's a very calculative woman and also wouldn't want to see her children suffer because the head isn't there. She didn't want us to feel the absence of having a man in the family. </p><p>                I wasn't so good at social interactions. I found it hard to relate with customers and even look them in the eyes — I was just being super polite and nice to avoid complains. Some customers who do not have an understanding of nature, complain and say things like I am not supposed to be there if I can't do the work. Some don't say anything to my face but act extra nice whereas they meet with my mum to lay complains or better put, give advice on her employing a good and qualified sales girl. That I was an "Ajebo". My mum would laugh with them and tell them she's still looking for a good one which I don't think she is. She absolutely wants the business to be run by the family. </p><p>                 All but one person found me qualified. His name is Daniel. A tall dark handsome nigga. Always on headset with his shades. He's quite attractive but extremely nice. Ever seen a beautiful girl and then wonder why they are super nice? That's the case with Daniel. It looked to me like he doesn't know his worth. I mean you are not supposed to be friendly but you know a bit of a closed body language 90% of the time wouldn't hurt since the interaction is with strangers. He doesn't smile around or go around saying hi. He's composed but I mean super nice for a tall handsome dude. The sugar in the tea? He's interested in me. </p><p>                   I feel like some nice guys like this use it as a charm to get people to like them or people please but then I would wonder why a complete package would put in such effort. It started with a compliment. I made my hair and used a touch of purple. I really like purple and lilac. I always tell people to gift me anything lilac or purple. It suits my skin so well and makes me look girly. I braided my hair and tried something new — I used a purple extension for the curls. It was a French curls. I looked phenomenal. People complimented me alot although I really hated attention but I loved the compliments.</p><p>"Can I take you with me and marry you tonight?" Daniel said. He was just walking into the supermarket with headset on his head grinning wildly like what he said made enough sense. I looked in his direction and smiled. Turning back to the customer at the counter.</p><p>"You look gorgeous" he said. I mustered thank you. I didn't want to be distracted so I just focused on what I was doing. While he kept scanning my face probably searching for diamonds. The customer left and I picked up my phone. </p><p>"I love the way you attend to your customers here". Its good customer service we have here and that's why you see me often. I nodded and smiled then bent my head to use my phone and I could sense he was still trying his best to make the conversation go smooth.</p>

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