Sir, I'm 19

not my boss toasting me

Universities do this SIWES thing. It’s basically six months of you being at a place of work for a school credit. It is done cause they want you to have a bit of experience before they spit you into the real world.

Anyway during mine, apart from being five steps away from a crashout and actually having mental breakdowns in the bathroom, something else happened.

I was working on the island, so I already hated my life. I mean I had to wake up by 5am to be at the bus stop by 6am. This was at the time where other bridges were closed so all the traffic was diverted to the third mainland bridge.

Apart from dealing with sleep deprivation, fighting to enter the bus, an hour to cross third mainland bridge and dealing with my demons every second I sat in that office, I had one more obstacle.

And it was my boss.

Now in my first ever newsletter on this publication, I mentioned that I discovered I hated the fact that I was doing nothing. Doing nothing and getting paid is so anxiety inducing. Well I was doing nothing because this man gave me nothing to do.

Literally, he gave me a course to do and left me to my devices.

When I finished that, he gave me another course to do.

Towards the end of my six months, I was convinced this man hated me.

One day, someone on my team said she was going for a seminar. And I followed her because,

1. I was doing nothing

2. It was related to the team

3. I would actually benefit from the seminar.

Nobody stopped me.

I got there and saw my boss. He was surprised, yet proud that I came. We sat beside each other

Somehow, we got to talking. I mean the seminar served breakfast and there’s nothing that loosens the tongue quite like food.

Over the day, we kept talking about different things in increasing casualty.

Then he asked “Can I ask you something personal?”

I have learned now that that is never a good sign but old me said, “What’s that?”

This man asked me if I have ever gotten my pussy eaten?

MY BOSS.

I was in shock

Then he used the we’re all adults here card and told me he likes to eat.

I said Okay. What was I supposed to say?

The conversation continued awkwardly, cause now I was already wary of the man.

Who can guess what he did next?

HE ASKED ME OUT.

Said he had discussed with HR and they had Okayed it.

I told him I had a boyfriend.

He said he didn’t care.

I told him I was 19.

He said, oh, he thought I was 24, but it still doesn’t bother him.

This man was 32.

Told me to think about it. That he would spoil me.

I told him NO. Then went to my boyfriend and told him everything. WTAF

After I rejected him, I remembered it was him who was supposed to sign my logbook.

Considering I was about to leave and I had lost all respect for him whatsoever, I asked him curtly, when he would be at the office to sign my book.

After a lot of back and forth, I was able to send my logbook—and not me— to his home so he would sign it.

His man was really joking with me that was fuming. I remember showing my friends this chat and they said they could tell I was pissed because I was texting straight to the point and in short sentences.

But oh well.

I survived, I graduated.

I had actually brushed this episode out of my mind #repressingrubbishmemories but

Mariya 😌🤍

‘s latest post dug out the memory and decided to push it to my mental control centre.

Digust and Anger were genuinely upset I remembered this thing, why couldn’t it be a forgotten memory?

Anywho, it’s Friday. I’m going to hit send on this and go home. I’m going outside my house tomorrow, of my own will. And I’m excited

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This song is my new love. I just listened to it today and I didn’t know I could fall more in love with Omah Lay’s music. If any of you find anywhere him or Victony are perfoming abeg alert me. I need to hear both of them live please.

I put this in chatgpt to check for grammatical errors and chatgpt names the tab, Workplace Harassment. I never took it as harassment. Was it harassment?

What?