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When things go wrong, and boss behaves like neighbor’s dog, I think of giving a shit and following my dream

Then my mind starts this deadening process of recalling what was my dream

Well I had some dream when I was young,

I had a dream when I was a teenager…

Well am no more a teenager but that doesn’t mean that I can’t dream

Now it’s not the dream thing that am concerned about…it’s my age which is disproportionate to my total body weight and salary

Well, that’s ok because at least I have one number with me that increases every year

But it’s not always ok, when a cute guy at office asks you, your work exp, and u very well know that his intension is to calculate your age

And it’s not ok when you see your juniors at work place and they show unneeded respect

And it’s not at all ok when your niece calls u ‘Aunty’ in public even after telling her 100 times not to

Hell to my age…I don’t care about it as far as my dad calls me baby and my boy friend calls me babes

Now everything turned to boy friend

And I started searching answers for how ? why ? when ? and till when ?

And stopped immediately as I felt the symptoms of a mild attack

And now it seems much easier to think how to handle my boss.

December