ATROCITIES…SEASON TWO
EPISODE 16
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Wow! This is a great opportunity for me to grab the best thing on earth. I thought happily.
So tell me, why does he turn every lady down? Doesn’t he find them attra-ctive? I asked.
Not that Baaba, the CEO is too gentle to womanise.
He’s more particular about the company’s welfare than his personal interests.
The only thing that makes him a bit harsh is when women try forcing themselves on him.
Baaba, you know I report directly to him, whiles the rest of the employees report to me. So I always have the opportunity to talk with him. Mr Ansah explained.
Mr Ansah, does that mean no one can go to his office except throu-ghyou? I asked.
Yes Baaba, we follow strictly the organogram, and like Jesus, no one goes to the father except throu-ghme. He responded playfully.
That sounds great.
Anyway, let’s get going, we have overstayed our break time. I said.
We stood up and drove back to the work place.
I just couldn’t take my mind off the CEO.
Show me the right way to get into the CEO’s heart God, and I promise to give you a thanks offering. I prayed silently.
Days later, I went to Mr Ansah’s office.
Hello dear, I’ve not been seeing you lately, is everything alright? I asked.
Yes Baaba, you turned my proposal down and I don’t see why I should still be wasting my time on you. He responded bluntly.
Come on Mr Ansah, please don’t talk like this.
You know it isn’t compulsory to fall in love with someone. I responded.
Anyway, I can see you are very busy, what project are you working on? I inquired.
Baaba, we are left with just three months to go for the annual best worker’s award and everyone is putting in much effort to win it. He explained.
Really? What prize does it come with? A house or something? I asked.
No Baaba, a brand new car and a month holiday trip with the CEO to Europe. He responded.
Instantly, my heart skipped a beat.
Mr Ansah, did you just say that? Are you for real? I asked.
Yes Baaba, that is the more reason why the entire workers are busy going about their normal duties.
Please get going, I need to focus on my work. He responded in haste.
I walked back into my office and grabbed my job description.
I must win this award at all cost.
My spirit tells me the CEO is my husband. I thought.
As the marketing manager, I hit the streets and began advertising our products.
I went to the various radio stations with my own pocket money to advertise.
People started patronising our products.
We began having lots of customers above normal.
I hardly stayed in my office.
I was mostly seen in the showcase room and on the streets convincing customers.
One day after office, my dad called me into the sitting room.
Baaba, I’ve been hearing your voice on the various radio stations, marketing your products, and I must say, you are really doing well. Daddy complimented.
Thanks so much daddy, I am only heeding to your advice of being a hardworking lady. I responded.
I am happy to hear that Baaba, but one thing I am not happy about is the fact that, people keep complaining to me that, they see you on the streets doing a lot of talking.
That alone is what I am not happy about. I don’t want you to overstress yourself. Daddy complained.
Daddy, I love this work so much and I want to do my best to make it successful.
Please don’t listen to what people say. I said.
If you say so my daughter.
I wish you the very best. Daddy responded.
Finally, the day for the award ceremony was here.
Almost every staff was seated in the auditorium waiting for the grand finale.
Minutes later, the CEO and other important dignitaries walked into the premises and occu-pied the high table.
Wow! This man is wonderfully handsome.
Look at his nose, his eyes, his head, his li-ps. Oh God, I can’t wait to have this man as a husband.
Help me win this award Oh God. I prayed silently.
END OF SEASON TWO
To be continued…