Cindy

Tap, tap, tap… My nails hit on the hard tiled table as I waited on the queue. It seemed to move slower today for some reason.
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, I was moving my hand faster now, my lemon painted pencil nails hitting harder on the tiled tabletop. It was more out of uneasiness than impatience. I hated standing, too fat to stand for too long. I have old people’s knees. “Yes ma’am, what do you want today?” – one of the attendants said to the woman two steps in front of me. “Yes, hello, Fried rice and….” I heard her responding but what hit me more was the scent of a man’s cologne who was now standing behind me “I like your nails” – he said. “Thanks” – I responded without turning around, I caught a glimpse of him from the side of my eyes.. We didn’t speak again, it got to my turn and I ordered for my food hurriedly. “put it in the microwave and set the time to five minutes, I like my food steaming hot” – I said. “just like yourself” – the man behind me said again. If he was trying to Flirt, he was doing a poor job of it. Nothing about him interested me so far.

I paid for my food and walked to find a secluded space to eat.

Its been barely a couple of minutes after I began to eat when I heard “Hello, is this seat taken” – it was the same man again. “Yes” – I said, avoiding his face, thinking that he’d catch the cue that I wasn’t in the mood.

Instead he laughed and said “naaa, you’re not getting rid of me so easily”

The Nerve!! #meafterdark

My phone battery is almost out, Currently at a group meeting… Not near a charger, when I get back to the office, I’ll continue

I continued eating, chewing quietly, avoiding his searching gaze. It seemed too dramatic for me to change tables, so i sat there, eating, looking at everywhere else but him. “hey, my name is Churchill, but my friends call me chu, what’s your name?” – He asked.

No response. “well I recently relocated here and I’m staying at a hotel with my girlfriend, she’s an oap for a radio station, you might know her, she runs the daytime show on XYZ FM – He said, looking closely at my face trying to elicit some type of reaction from me.

I looked up from the food, I was eating and I said “would she like that you were seated here now?” “Ohh Damnn, She speaks” – he said, smiling…I maintained a straight face! “I’m actually talking to you because of Her” – he said, his emphasis on her. There were small tell tale signs that what he just said wasn’t entirely true. “I see” – I said and continued with my food. “she’s new in town and barely has any friends” – he continued speaking, I wasn’t listening, i allowed my mind wander for a bit, shutting off every sound except the tick tock coming from the clock.

I was uninterested, for some reason… I just wasn’t in the mood. “I’m talking a lot, aren’t I” – I heard him ask… My body moved, but I’m unsure if i agreed or disagreed to his statement. “OK,I’ll leave soon but I’ll really like it if I got your number, I want you to come hang out with us” – Chu said… He brought out a phone and passed it to me, i punched in my number and he dialled it probably because he didn’t trust that I would give him the correct number. “Thank you” – he said and got up to leave… That was when I noticed that he wasn’t eating… He had the food packed in a bag.

As he walked away, I looked outside the window… When I think back now, i do not know why I was so uninterested in him…

The entire day moved like I was in a time lapse, I had drank a lot and seemed like I was floating through everything… Move here… Stop…. Go there… Stop…. Climb the stairs… Stop… Open the door… Stop… Lay on the bed… Sleep… No stop… Get up… Shake the sheets…. Now sleep…stop.
My life that day moved like a telegram sent in the 1800s. I had finished eating and had gotten some liquor which was now the cause of my automation. “walk with me, talk with me, rock with me, talk to me yeah, yeah yeah yeah” – my Nokia phone blurted.

I turned around and picked up the call “yes who’s this” – my disquietude spewing… “Hi Ada, it’s Chu, we met earlier today, we are heading to the club later this evening, we were wondering if you’d like to join us, Cindy would like to say hello” – he says hurriedly and before I could protest his insistence of me speaking to his girlfriend. This voice spoke “Hey Girl” – The British accent striking…
“My name is Cindy” – She continues ” my boyfriend tells me that we would make good friends, that you are really pretty and you had on the same lemon nail polish that I have” – she stops, waiting for me to say something… “huh-uh” – escapes my lips. “anyways, we wanna go to the club today and I feel it would be cool if you can go out with us. Do you know Dj Bombastic” – it was more of a rhetoric because she continued without waiting for a response. “Well i and Chu are close friends with him and his girlfriend, you should come hang out with us, i promise it would be fun” – she concluded… I didn’t want to be rude so I said yes, like how often do you hear that a guy thinks you’d make a great friend to his girlfriend and it turns out she thinks the same too… Most times calls like this ends with “stay the fuck away from my man, I cut bitxhes”

She ended the call, super excited that she had somehow gotten me to come out. The excitement was contagious. I was going to a club, I didn’t want to but I am doing it regardless.

Time was 11:30pm, I had on ankle boots, a very short skirt, a top that barely covered my tits and I WAS OVERDRESSED! Apparently when you know people who own the club slash work at the club, you can dress however you want including wearing flats and jeans… I looked like I was an entertainer paid to come and perform at the club and they were my hair & makeup team. “you look really hot” – Cindy said, but her face said “What the Fuck is all this?” I had a top and a Jean in my bag that I planned to wear back home the next day. I asked Cindy to take a walk with me and informed her that I would like to change my skirt.

The relief on her face showed I made the right decision.

We walked to her car and i went in to change. Cindy waited outside… When I was done, We walked back to meet chu and found him standing with the DJ and his Girlfriend. “Good evening” – I said, smiling. I was a bit star struck but i wasn’t going to let it show. One fuck up was one too many. “Ada, meet Nonye, my friend and that’s her boyfriend DJ Bomb” – Cindy said making disc jockey moves with her hand.
We all laughed and Nonye waved, the cigarette in her hand, dropping Ash as she waved. Dj Bomb shook my hand, the headphones on his neck looked too big for his shoulders.

For a while, we made small talk before walking into the club together. Cindy held my hand, it felt like she didn’t want me to feel out of place or weird and all through the night, she proved to be a great hostess.

The drinks kept pouring as we all danced the night away…