I work in a firm where my Oga (meaning Boss) and my folks know each other, so its almost a family thingi. but i digress, thats not the point of this blog, its blog for another day. i just had to give an intro so u can kapish.
i dont have a boyfriend (pls note, i have male figures in my life, just wont call them boyfriends, i digress tho) and everyone around me knows and they are begining to fret on my behalf, naturally. even i am begining to fret, cos suddenly am 26! and 26 is scaringly 4 yrs close to 30!
anyway, i just did not think the fret should include my Oga Patapata! see me o! the man likes match making a lot, in fact, i think he should start a matchmaking firm so he can retire fully into that. the first time he tried it, it was with his son's friend. fine boy, omo baba olowo (rich man's son) and has prospects (so we all think). i thot it was very funny until i knew later that he was serious bout it!! am i for sale or what!
anyway, he tried another lawyer boy (behind my back) and thank God it failed cos
1. i dont want to end up with a fellow lawyer, variety is the spice of life.
2. i do not like the boy's mouth (forgive me God) but truly, i will have to blindfold myself to kiss him!
3. uhhhhh........ i just dont want him!!!!!!!!!
ok. so recently. Oga 2 (who is oga patapata's wife and the MP of the firm) was advising me to marry too. those folks think i dont want to marry! i soooooooo wanna marry but i aint exactly gonna pick up a dude by the street now, abi?!
so she was talking bout her cousin (we are almost usually cousins in Nigeria, even if we just share the same LG) who is in Atlanta or somewia equally far away and that he is coming home and we should meet, blah duh, blah...........love accross the oceans, emi ke?!
anyway, there comes this youngman who bursts into the office today, chewing gum and wearing a big belt (it was big, for me to have noticed it) and storms into Oga's office like na im papa office and Oga actually stood up to greet him and was nice to him! so i knew the nigga must be special. i have this sneaky little feeling it might be Mr. Fix Me Up (he has no name yet).
i guess it just might be him and i cant help laffing! my matter reach like that?!
this is my second post today, i think the blog thing is shacking me o! o n se mi gish gish (sorry, translation not available).
so u r wondering why i dont have a boyfriend abi? hmmm (deep sigh), na long tory.......