Omolola has a very bad habit of missing calls, I mean it’s really bad. She will miss your calls and not return them, then when you finally lay hold of her,
“I’ve been calling you since morning..”
Her response?
“I’m sorry.”
“No wahala. What happened?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Do you know what I went through?”
“I’m sorry.”
“A…”
“I’m sorry.”
“Wait, liste…”
“I’m sorry…”
“Babes, chill. I’m sorry won’t do it this time. I need to understand what happened…”
“I’m sorry..”
“Huh?”
“I’m sorry….”
Anything I say gets an “I’m sorry” response.
The last time I tried to vent, she used I’m sorry to wear me out so, I allowed her to finish all the “I’m sorry” in her word bank so that I could get a chance to vent all my ventings.
Then I started:
“Like I’m tired. I’m tired of this thing you do. Saying I’m sorry won’t suffice this time. It’s a constant with you. Did you think of why I could have been calling you at that time? What if I was in trouble?..”
Plenty I’m sorry followed this small venting but I persisted.
“Too many ‘what ifs’. You need to do better! Deliberately adjust! The day you will need people to call you, they might just let it slide and say “She won’t pick” even if you genuinely need the calls.
She interjected with another “I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry, isn’t it right now? Cut it out ‘cos it’s not working for me. That’s a major issue you need to work on. I don’t have a word for it yet, but I will find one.”
She kept apologising but I had said my piece.
Phew!
I was sure this babe would adjust which she did for two days and then on Friday she resumed.
#biting my finger.
I called her on Friday till I had to call someone in the house to talk with her.
Saturday I called this babe throughout but no response. I called her that day till about 10:43 pm and yet no returned call, no text message, nothing.
We had a “Making Power Available” meeting by 11:00 pm, meaning she was going to have no choice but to call me if I didn’t call.
There were days I set all these grievances aside because we had to pray but yesterday I said,
“Father, forgive me but, I’m not praying with this babe today. I won’t be picking up her calls for the next few days and it’s not malice, she just needs to have a taste of her own “pill.”
I even chatted with her younger sister, my very own darling sister:
“Hey, baby. I’ve been calling your sister the whole day and you won’t believe she hasn’t called back or even sent a text message, only to send me a random message on WhatsApp. Guess what? I’m about to give her a taste of her own medicine. Let her taste it. I’m not going to respond to a call or text or even a chat from her in the next few days until I feel satisfied.”
“Ah! Aunty Kim. Ma, please don’t be upset. I know it’s annoying. Please calm down.”
“I’m not annoyed.” And truly, I was not annoyed.
 “I’ve just had enough. All she always has to say is, “I’m sorry” without a valid explanation
I told her last time that an apology was not good enough. I want to understand why she does it. So now, I’m going to teach her, it’s going to be a practical class. Wallahi I’m calm.” I assured her.
“Okay, ma. Gaskiya, I think you are a good medicine for her.”
“Thanks, baby”
So I locked up.
She started to call me from 11:00 pm.
“#Praying now” was sent when I didn’t pick. Call after call, back to back since Friday night and I’m yet to pick up or return any. She has seen me on WhatsApp and called, yet I have refused to pick up.
She even used Daddy’s phone to call me on Sunday morning. Daddy is a pastor and wouldn’t be calling me that early because I expect that he would be preparing for service. So I still ignored ‘them’ calls.
Do you think I’m overdoing it?
Naaaa!
On Friday alone I called this babe more than twelve times.
Sometimes this babe will be online and not respond to your chats. She will even read and reply five days later. Okay na!! I will call and she won’t pick up the day or time she wants to and for whatever reason.
I’m not done with her yet, na today, Monday, maybe oooo, maybe it’s today I will respond to her but I’m yet to decide. If after this lesson she repeats it, then I’ll just give up on the hope of her changing, for good.
And I’m certain she may not see this post till the end of next quarter that’s why I’m telling you, people.
I have another friend who does this not picking calls thingy but, he ends up returning the calls sha.
Marvin.
Yet if you miss just two calls from him ehn, hmmmmm.
Let me Mechie ọnụ’m before he makes me kneel here on Zuckerberg Boulevard, before the whole world.
#Lights #Love