The New Guy (Quality Prospect Nos. 3)!
Sep
28
Dear Diary,
It seems I seem to be saying a lot of sorry’s these days right?, am sorry anyways ! a lot has happened and am dishing straight away…..
A colleague of mine got wedded last week, Saturday and I also went ahead to invite my friend/roomy Joy (my partner in crime) for company, so I could at least show face to my colleague (in fact sign register lol), but apparently she also had a wedding she wanted me to attend too, so we came to an agreement whereby we would do both weddings by shuffling through the church of my colleagues’ and attending the reception of her colleague, fair enough!.
We had trouble leaving my colleagues church ceremony because it tookj so long and carelessly unknown to me the reception was at the the church venue, so sneaking was made difficult L, but finally we escaped. When we got there (the reception of my friends colleague), due to traffic connecting from Surulere to VGC, the wedding was drawing to a close.
However, as we were saddened by our lateness we heard of an after party being organized by the groom’s friends in the groom’s honor since they didn’t have a Bach. Eve and behold the party was not too far away if folks didn’t want to end the night early.
We headed to the location party and a few minutes into the night as we were walking to the door, I heard someone calling ‘excuse me’, we both turned to see who it was. I turned and it was this tall light-skinned guy. He said hello, we said hi (sarcastically – I for one didn’t like light guys), and he asked if we why we were leaving especially as we just got here... really that means you were keeping tabs on us, I said “Well, I’m here because of my friend Joy, and she just smiled and they exchanged pleasantries.
He then proceeded to tell us that the bride was his first cousin. We all chitchatted for a while, till Joy had to leave us and go mingle with her colleagues and then ‘of course’ (lol) he asked for my number (finally..lol), he said he would keep in touch (as usual). He didn’t strike me as irresponsible or psycho; he was tall, cute, sounded like he had it together (except that he was light), so I said why not and gave him the digits after all am not yet committed to anyone (truth I was lonely still).
About a week later (homeboy took his sweet time annoyingly), he called and I had to act like I couldn’t quite remember him, because I was thinking - imagine this dude wasted so much time before he called me. We started talking and had really good conversation. I liked the fact that he could handle my “mood swings” and would harass me each time in a very slow poison type of way. Our friendship is blossoming likewise my friendship with, Femi (who practically calls like twice a day how sweet), any ways today isn’t really about Femi but the new Guy, you know he would come down to Lagos since he lived in Ibadan and worked as a Lecturer (I know I know, lecturers and female students) but he’s trying too o, he’s visited me twice now(all the way from IB to LAG. Just to hang out with me, and I am getting to know the wonderful person that he is. Like all great stories, nothing good comes easy, even though I didn’t like the fact that he didn’t call the first week of taking my number.
He is now consistent like Femi whew', however we are just friends (he hasn’t asked me out yet); I must confess I like this most about him, he’s funny. Say I am tripping, yeah, what else is new… he is still light skinned sha (I can paint him black)!
I need someone to tell me if am heading in the ‘right’ direction… should I go on hunting or just make my selection from these three?
I just have four months and 2 days left to get me a husband…
