My Boss Stole My Bonus Money / Chapter 1: Office Wahala and Broken Promises
My Boss Stole My Bonus Money

My Boss Stole My Bonus Money

Author: John Ramirez


Chapter 1: Office Wahala and Broken Promises

As the top sales performer, I carry one new boy, Ifeanyi, follow body go hustle for field, but na the whole ₦100,000 bonus dem pay enter the recruit account.

Omo, my chest just dey tight like say person tie am with rope. Person go carry small boy waka, show am the ropes, do all the hustling, then dem go carry the whole reward give am? Even when I dey teach am how to greet client, how to write email, na so so me dey run the show. But for office, na who dem like dem dey dash glory.

I carry my work records go HR, but HR no even pretend say dem wan do justice:

For Naija office, once HR don bone face, e mean your matter no dey important. As I enter, dem dey press phone, no even look my side. I still force myself talk my mind, sha.

"You and Ifeanyi do the deal together, so e no matter who collect the money."

Na wah o! Dem just dey talk anyhow, no even send as e dey do me. For this Lagos, na so dem dey take person shine.

"Besides, na mentor dey show road, but na apprentice dey succeed. Ifeanyi tall and fine—maybe na because the client like am."

Na this one burst my head. So if person no tall or no fine, na im make client no like me? As if say na Most Beautiful Girl in Nigeria we dey run, no be sales. See office politics, eh! My spirit weak.

I vex well, hold the project proposal wey I rush finish for more than two weeks, dey find answer. She just wave me comot, face like say I be wahala wey no get solution:

As she dey bone face, eye me like say I be wahala wey no get solution, I just dey remember those late nights for office—generator dey roar, heat dey slap face, mosquito dey bite leg, but I dey type proposal. If not say e dey pain me, I for laugh.

"Ifeanyi get connection. You really think say na only you work for that ₦100,000?"

The way she talk am, e be like say na play. I just dey look her mouth.

"People wey start from ground level go always dey ground level, you understand?"

Na this kain talk dey make person get high blood pressure for this country. If you no get leg, forget am.

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