Monday was cool �I started my new job. First thing I did was check-in with the executive I was going to be working for. Her name�s Nancy Barnett and she�s pretty cool. Caucasian, early forties, trim figure, married, she seemed like someone I�d learn a lot from (not like I�m all for learning about this boring crap).
So I knocked at her door and she answered and offered me a seat. The first thing from her lips were, �So you want to leave us?�
�Pardon?� I started panicking. I�d barely started the job and she was already talking about leaving.
She was smiling. �It says that you�ve asked for a transfer?� She scowled �You�re not even giving us a chance.�
Finally getting the joke I smiled. �Oh, of course I�d love to work here as long as you wish me to. I was seduced by New York City at the time. I�m pretty much over it.�
She laughed, �Really? I worked over there in my twenties. It�s fun when you�re young and single but not as fun when you have a husband holding you back.� I smiled. She looked at some documents on her desk. �I just need to make some phone calls and when I�m done we�ll talk o.k?� Nancy�s cool. I think I�m going to enjoy working here. Granted, there are no fine guys but what else is new?
The week was as dry as ever till Wednesday evening. Amber and I were at blockbuster�s renting some movies when I spotted my nemesis �Tommy. For real, this shit is getting too old! Why can�t I shake him off?!?!? Like the bastard he is, instead of waving at us and going on his merry way he had to talk to us.
�Hello girls, looking great. How�s it going?� he said with a full smile.
Amber didn�t even bother to hide her distaste, �Just enjoying our peace renting movies.�
He ignored her and to me he said, �Femi, back in town? How was training?�
�Fine. You know what Tommy, we have only about 15 minutes to get these movies home. How about we talk later?�
Tommy regarded me for a few seconds and gave up. �No problem. I�ll call you sometime.�
�Please don�t� I said under my breath.
guess I should have said that louder because Friday lunch time, Tommy decided to call me.
�Hey, what�s up?�
�Trying to eat,� I replied with irritation.
�How about a drink after work.�
�Tommy, I have things to do with my time. Rain check.�
�What could you possibly be doing? Come on, it won�t take long �for old time's sake. We used to have so much fun before and now we can barely have a conversation. What happened?�
�Your dick fell into that chick. Remember?�
He groaned. �That was so long ago. Besides didn�t I apologize?�
�Actually you didn�t.�
�I didn�t? O.K then, I�m sorry.�
�Tommy, what are you apologizing for? Getting horny and boning some chick?�
�No. For hurting you like that. You and I will always be connected. Come on. One drink.�
Why am I so weak? I couldn�t help but accept his invitation.
So at 5:30pm I found myself walking into the bar and looking at Tommy's smiling face. What kind of power has this fool got over me? I planned to spend no more than 15 minutes but at 11:00pm I found myself at his place. We were having so much reminiscing and enjoying eachother's company that a "Oh I'm hungry" had led to "Lets get something to eat" to "Let's cook something to eat" to "Lets play some scrabble." Yes I said scrabble. What da hell? I don't even like the boring game and there I was trying to get a triple word score. That led to "Let me give you a kiss for goodtime's sake," to me telling myself, '"Tommy and I are like old news, I wouldn't be breaking my vow of celibacy if I did anything," to "that vow is so dumb. There's no way I'm going to get pregnant. I'm not ovulating and I'm going to make sure I use a condom."
Diary, I know I seem retarded. I KNOW that Tommy is a bastard. I know that he doesn't care about me. I know he's got a girlfriend so my mind is telling me NO NO BEWARE OF DANGER. But my body is saying, YES YES FORBIDDEN FRUIT TASTES SO GOOD. And as you know I'm a slave to my body. I don't work for Penthouse so I'm not going to give any details. All I'll say is, Tommy is familiar territory and we have a kind of system. I know what route to take and how to take it. So as we almost sealed the deal, his phone rang. Since we were both having so much fun, he ignored it and let his answering machine do it's job. Guess who it was, his girl. Being the person I was, I couldn't care less and Tommy told me that he'd get rid of her so that we could get on with it. Here's his side of the conversation.
"Hey baby, howz it going?"
"Nothing. I'm so bored. I'm missing you. I wish you were here."
"Really? Awww I wish I was there to ease the pain."
"Sure I can. I could give you a back rub and kiss it away." WHAT DA FUCK!?!? I know this fool isn't trying to have phone sex with me here!
"Just trying to occupy my time" he went on as he winked at me. "Not really. You know nothing compares to you."
That was the wake up call to end all wake up calls. I felt like Tommy's personal toy to utilize as his mood dictated. I'd never felt so cheap in my life. At that moment, it dawned on me that this wasn't aboutTommy but about myself and about how I didn't value myself in matters concerning Tommy. As the realization sunk in, I started to pull my clothes back on. Tommy gave me a strange look and a minute later he was off the phone.
Before Tommy could say anything I walked out his room and out of his life forever. It is fair to say that I am officially over him. And I mean it this time. Keith didn't sympathize with me. He felt that it was about damn time. Gatta run. See ya next week.
Femi!
