Panic!
“Bisi Bisi!”
Where is that girl? Madame Yanked thought as she climbed out of her Chauffeur driven Car and made her way up stairs to the fourth floor of her pent house office, located in the busy metropolitan centre of Lagos.
Making it to Victoria Island, especially to Lekki on Monday mornings was a big challenge in the city of Lagos Nigeria, it was usually rife with traffic jams and it was a pain in the ‘everywhere’ just to get there, everyone who worked or lived on the island was aware of and had to bear along with all the other problems such as high diesel bills and unreasonable such as high diesel bills and unreasonable rental charges.
“Good morning ma”
Tami said, as she looked up from the computer, her eyes were full of excitement, though her voice was calm obviously she had been doing something else before her madam came in, one of the hazards of being the big boss of a business conglomerate that was rated among the best in the world, with branches in nine states in Nigeria alone Kaduna, Abuja, Port Harcourt, Enugu, Plateau, Kano, Benin and Warri, was the inability to maintain contact or adequately monitor the work been done there. Yinka and co. was a big name in furniture and had links with international firms that supplied the materials.
Furniture was a big industry in Nigeria and the last fourteen years in the business had helped the company build a name that was to be reckoned with.
As she made her way down the hall towards her office in what everyone had to know as her ‘power walk’. She swung open the main office door and everyone raised their head from their desk and said their respective ‘good mornings’, with decorum.
It was common knowledge that the big bosses arrived last and off course, they must have seen her arrive through the glass windows which covered the front view of the main office and warned the secretary and front desk personal to expect her thus the anticipated arrival, which explained her secretary’s lack of surprise at her arrival.
She smiled, she knew the game, and she had played it herself in her junior days at the firm. Good morning ma, the secretary said as she rushed in after her, while Madame Yinka took her seat as her secretary brought in the newspapers, she gave her secretary’s cheap two piece suit a calculated once over designed to sting. If only she could get some all round quality control in all of her branches, I mean if this one was like this how would the other branches look like.
“Is Iyabo in the office yet?” Madame asked as her secretary poured her, her normal cup of coffee. She didn’t have time to travel these days, and it was getting cumbersome sending courier back and forth every time that there was a resolution or a memo, if only there was a way to send the messages to all parties involved , it would certainly make life easier.
Bama, please get me Taiwo I need him in here pronto, she said as she placed her intercom on speaker phone. Taiwo stood up from his desk apprehensively “what now he thought as he walked briskly towards her office, Timi gave him an apprehensive look, some snickered, while others gave him apprehensive glances.
Taiwo Knocked and came in grinning, from ear to ear, covering his thumping heart with a smile.
“Goodmorning ma” he said as he took his seat.
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