I am a murderer!!!

Hey there,

It’s been a very long time since I last blogged. Not that I don’t have anything to say to you guys ‘cause I’ve been having the time of my life, I mean, both ways: good and bad. I’ve also been busier than any bee in the world because work has been offensively stressful. Worse off, the pay isn’t still great. I hope some of you know where I work so u can do well to avoid it or negotiate better before you take up any offer.

I bet you are wondering why I titled this so; it’s simple. For those conversant with Bible stories, remember when Jesus said any man who considered sleeping with a woman had done so already by thinking it in his mind…yeah, that’s it. I have killed a couple of people in my mind. I’m just waiting for them to die physically or survive it with a permanent scar to show for it. To be utterly frank, if I had rat poison yesterday, Friday, I would have poisoned some guys in my office. Don’t worry I would have shot some others long before then. So, following Jesus’ words, I am murderer. This is why.

There is a guy at my office I have done everything to manage but to no avail. His mouth is never shitless because he has it permanently stuck to the bosses’ arses. He’d kill to be noticed and kill more to retain such undue praises. Now, I don’t know if the bosses are oblivious of this or deliberately leading him on to keep ass-kissing and bitching all over the place. These guys are supposed to be pros but I am not sorry to say that they are bastards themselves in more ways than one. Unfortunately, one other idiot has found his own reasons to become an arse as well. I can’t believe my life right now. It’s all funny.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not in any way a nice guy, and neither have I ever bothered to be on the good books of anyone. I take criticisms, which I prefer to praises, because they make me better by the day but I can never stand back-stabbing and ass-kissing! In my stay in this firm, I have made a few marks that not many people know and the few who do scarcely bother to give me the credits. I won’t go into this now; am going to leave it for another day. I hate most of my bosses now because they are either blind or bastards!

Back to being a bad guy, the truth is this; I have no fear, apologies or reasons to avoid collisions that must happen. The reason is very simple too: I hate people who rather than apologise for mistakes and make amends towards avoidance in the future, want to put up an attitude and CREATE reasons for their failure. I will never stand it! Not for all the money in the world.

Right now, I am the rebel of all time in my place of work because I have had face-offs at a time or the other with most people in the firm. I have also been the item of our general meeting for blasting that many people in my way. That meeting may have paved the way for my exit but fortunately, 2 of my bosses had the presence of mind not only to speak the truth but to logically defeat all the talk against me. I still thank God for it, because I jolly well may have resigned for that simple reason.

You must think by now that I am either perfect, or terribly adamant, even when I am wrong. Good. I am not at all perfect: in fact, I gave it up to fulfil my human-ness – imperfection that is. Secondly, I have a funny reputation for the best apologies. On two different occasions, I ended up apologising to two of my female colleagues after very hot arguments. On both cases I went on my knees publicly, which marvelled everyone around especially those who really believed there was nothing good about me. The day the issue came up at the office meeting, those two days clearly stood in my favour, and exonerated me as not being proud. But yes, you are correct. I am very adamant. I admit that I can be too much of a believer sometimes but I endeavour not to be blinded by myself.

‘Am glad I have been able to fix things with the other idiot and he’s back to being a correct guy. Thanks to a 30-minute project members’ meeting that saw my voice rise through the better part of it. Fortunately, my belief in collective leadership helped me ensure that I didn’t lord myself over any of my men. I can breathe now, but I am yet to decide what to do to the professional cock-sucker. Anyway, he’s off my chat list, facebook, hi5, and other fun stuff. Soon, he’ll be left with 2 ½ means of communicating with me: office email, colleagues and short, concise and very direct talk, like, “Can I have the file please?” and I point to where it may be without a word.

Finally, don’t just read this and leave me a comment. Please pray for me ok. I am Catholic so that tells you that I believe in God!