Maya Angelou : Dignity—the word itself—has come to mean different things to different people, as many words do. It doesn't just mean always being stiff and composed. It means a belief in oneself, that one is worthy of the best. Dignity means that what I have to say is important, and I will say it when it's important for me to say it. Dignity really means that I deserve the best treatment I can receive. And that I have the responsibility to give the best treatment I can to other people.
I agree with her, Dignity must be respected by self and others too. Recently, I was having coffee with a male friend, lets call him Joe. Joe, had not had sex in almost two years after breaking up with his girlfriend. In his smarts, he thought it wise to tell me of his plan to get back on the horse. I listened carefully as have come to realize that people have interesting thought, mostly sickening.
His plan was solid, I can admit that. At his workplace, there was this new lady that he fancied. She had a great personality, focused at work, was warm and friendly and had formed great relationship with her new colleagues at all levels. She was a darling. He approached her a friend and found out she was single and has been single for a year now. To him, that was the 'hot button' he was going to use.
He packaged himself as this harmless gentleman who wants nothing more than to be his friend. After six months as a friend, the lady had trusted him enough to share her break up story with him. Her ex-boyfriend had dumped her with no explanations after five years of relationship, right before their official traditional wedding; bride price payments. She decided to stay away from relationships to avoid compromising her dignity with re bounces as she thought of herself as very vulnerable.
To Joe, this was good information for him to use to get her in bed. Patiently he waited for the right time to pounce. The lady started hanging out with Joe often, going for lunches, coffees after work. One evening, she was stranded at work due to rain and Joe offered to come back and pick her. She was so thankful as he dropped her to her house, an hour off his route home. After that, he started making his intentions of wanting a 'relationship' with her evident. He has good graces from his previous acts and was sure to score. The lady resisted at first but later started warming up to the idea of having another love of her life, better man than her ex.
Joe, asked the lady out for dinner, she agreed and eventually went to his house, and I really don't need to spell out the rest. According to him, that was the best sex he had ever had. What to do, mission accomplished, but accomplished too well. He sought to see her again the weekend that followed. According to him, the thrill was over, he got what he wanted and nothing left for him with her. At this moment, he knew the lady had developed a comfort zone around him and was settled. He knew he had to break her feelings and thought of what he termed as an easier way out. Ladies and gents, this pissed me right off...
He blacked her out!!!!!
Just like that. No calls, no chats, no whats-app messages, no texts, no coffees or pick ups no glances at work. Complete black out. Anytime he saw her approaching his desk, he'd walk out and move to another office or pretend to talk on phone. He even barred her number and any time she called he seemed off line.
I was angry. I was so angry on her behalf. It's been two weeks and she seemed worried and haven't given up on him yet.
What do we call this men! give me a name. Help me understand why you would do this to another woman. Why not simply pay for pleasure if that's all you were after. DAMN him.
Joe is a friend but that day I bitch slapped him. Girl, I got you! I don't know you but I got him for you.



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