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28 May, 10 tweets, 3 min read

Flashback Friday to when I was a drama Queen.

Bobo was away in the abroad, I hated that I couldn’t reach him as much as I wanted to due to time zone, plus he was there for work and extremely busy.

When I send a message at 1, he replies at 4. I was seething but calm.

On one of those days, he had just gotten off the phone, I remembered something so I called him back almost immediately, he didn’t pick up.

HAY GOD! There’s someone in that abroad he’s seeing. I mean... how busy can he be? Didn’t he just get off the phone with me?

My brain wasn’t processing that it was noon where he was and he probably had gone back to work.

This man now began to give me missed calls like 5 hours later. Did I pick it up? Nope. M

Me sef I was busy on my bed watching scandal.

Nonsense!

Knowing me, he sent me a message...

“Please pick up, I want to share something with you.”

I called him back, he started making jokes, I didn’t laugh, just monosyllabic answers.

“Should I leave you? You seem to be in a bad mood!” He said, his humorous tone had waned.

THE AUDACITY! This is how narcissists behave.

“Are you serious? For 5 hours you saw my missed call and not a message to even ask why I was calling. Is this how we want to be doing it? Two can play, so let’s go!” I fired off.

“Sweetie, it’s not everything that’s fight now. Do you even know what I was doing?” He asked.

“I don’t care. A simple message wouldn’t have killed you or stopped your work. But it’s fine, priorities are priorities. Let’s move on, what did you want to share?” I wasn’t moving on, I was hatching a revenge plan.

“Please check your phone, I’m sending you something right now.”

I said, “Okay,” then got off the phone.

I knew what I was going to do, I planned not to pick his calls for two days, he’d then know what’s up!

The solid plan hatched, I checked my phone to see what he had to share.

Oh my! The message he shared with me soon became blurry.

I was tearing up and had to allow the tears to drop so I could zoom in for the 10th time and read again.

“Ifedayo... what is wrong with you?” I berate myself, “why must you be dramatic rather than considerate?”

Bobo had sent me two screenshots.

The first was his flight itinerary which showed that he would be back in Nigeria in 10 days. I already had that itinerary, why send it to me again?

I looked at the second screenshot, it showed that he had moved his flight backwards. He’d be arriving in 2 days.

He said, “You’ll be away by the time I get back in 10 days, I don’t want that. I’ve been at the airport all day trying to move my flight so I could come to spend time with you before you go on holiday. I wanted to surprise you with this.”

Chai! Ifeeeeeeee. 🤦🏽‍♀️

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