Another day, another post. I am tired.
Temitayo was unhappy with the conversations his colleagues had been making all morning because it distracted him from getting work done. He could only pretend for so long that none of it was heard and it didn’t bother him. His bad habit of waiting till the last minute was finally catching up with him because he had a deadline to meet but as annoying as their back and forth was, he did enjoy the banter and wanted to be part of it, and with every passing moment, the banter was climaxing to the point where Temitayo almost gave up so he thought of deploying a trick to extend his deadline. The procrastinator had struck again. Brilliant it seemed, he became a little bit too relaxed and engrossed with the ongoing conversation that the idea slept in his mental cage. Time went by and a seemingly undeterred Temitayo had drawn his chair closer to the party, giving the occasional outbursts of laughter. Fully aboard the office banter, Temitayo’s interest had piqued when the theme had become very filthy with sexual innuendos being thrown around casually. His investment was more than ever as he went as far as reaching for a dildo like appliance in the office for a demonstration. Feeling welcomed with their unending chuckles, his face openly beamed with pride and this continued for a while as he rose to the top becoming the star of the party. All was going too well till his memory was simply triggered by the mere mention of deliverables. An unsettled Temitayo leapt from his chair like a tiger, making a quick dash to his manager’s office and on arrival, the manager was exiting his office for a meeting. Temitayo delivered his excuse to have the deadline extended. The manager stared at Temitayo with confusion.
“That was put on hold weeks ago,” The manager began. “Don’t you read your emails? Something else is on the table and the deadline is tomorrow.”
