The Self-inflicted Guilt

shidanyingi · (#1 (**permalink**))

When the phone rang it was already clear to me that I was in for an unusual day.

This is John with CIS agency. Im tracing one of your employees for a legal mail delivery, is this personnel or human resources Department of Konuonga Company limited? The caller asked.

Momentarily, the anxiety was all upon me. I had millions of questions in my mind that I could not answer. Should I admit that this is not personnel department but the same company? Will it be right to ask for the name of the employee he is asking for? What policy will I be violating? Should I respond by mentioning my name in the greetings, and why of all the hundreds of company phone numbers would my direct line be the one that he called.

With all the millions of possible responses, I settled for the poorest one.

Who are you looking for? I asked.

Im looking for Mr. Kamojuol, he said.

Now that wasnt what I wanted to hear. Should I admit that I am the person? Why would someone deliver a legal mail to me, and why at my work place and not my resident?

My brain went on rampage, searching for all the illegal things that I have possibly been involved in since I came to the US. A place where leaving a dog hungry is an offence; surely I could not miss to be guilty of at least one offence under intensive scrutiny.

To be continued ................

chiqueafrique · (#2 (**permalink**))

Keep trying

Se**iem@m@

K Matiba · (#3 (**permalink**))

Shidanyingi...

Why the suspense? Brotha what u trying 2 accomplish?

dudette · (#4 (**permalink**))

LOOOOOOL. You people are so nasty. Help a bratha out. LOL.

MercedesK · (#5 (**permalink**))

Shida you are a trip!

sizzla · (#6 (**permalink**))

What happened next ?

Nyako ber · (#7 (**permalink**))

@Shida:

Maybe Dem Gal turned you in for tukanaring her... :)

Dem Gal · (#8 (**permalink**))

>@Shida:
>
>Maybe Dem Gal turned you in for
>tukanaring her... :)

@ NBer

Now why you wanna say something like that about me and ma' Hon Shida? When exactly did Shida tukana me....am totally lost on that one.

Please, have your facts straight and just for the records, Shidanyingi and I are tight like that! RE: http://www.mashada.com/cgi-bin/discu...ode=threaded:9 ;-) :7

Nyako ber · (#9 (**permalink**))

Now why you wanna say something like that about me and ma' Hon Shida? When exactly did Shida tukana me....am totally lost on that one. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< <<<<<<<<<<

LOL>.. That was good. :7 You know I couldn't resist. BTW you are usually a good sport about these things. :) Pole... I'll now stop interfering in your little kathing. Now how do I hook up with Sadik again?? :)

shidanyingi · (#10 (**permalink**))

In the morning, instead of the usual hot wake-up music entertainment from my metro radio station that I always enjoy as I drive to work, this time it was a comedy full of real hefty court awards. One, which caught my attention, was the case where someone was awarded $114,000.00 for being bitten by a dog. He had gone to rob the house when the dog was turned loose.

The second case was a lady who had been awarded $ 70,000.00 on medical expenses for breaking her hips. The man who was with her on the bar had cracked a joke. They were both seated next to each other on high bar stools. She was going to kiss him on the chic when her drinking glass fell down and spilt the beer on the floor. She tripped over the beer spilt and broke her right hipbone.

The previous night, the local news contained a show of a neighborhood suing a woman who burnt a cat in her patio. The woman was BBQing and left shortly to grab a drink from her house when the cat tried to help itself with the piece of a humbugger burn. The cat was burnt and one of the neighbors sported the poor cat.

I had also come to learn of an entry-level female worker who had accused one of the senior employee of sexual harassments. The defendant had turned his eyes to see her ass as they passed each other. She was awarded $76,000.00 for mental torture.

So as I was talking to John over the phone, I was imagining all sorts of the embargoes. At first I did not understand what he meant by legal mail. So asked him what that meant and why he could not mail it to me. He insisted that he has to get it to me in person and I had to sign a document noting that I had received it and the time. He mentioned that the timing aspect was very important in the delivery. He suggested meeting me at our human resources office. Obviously, if it were a court issue as it was now apparent to me, I would not want my employer to know that. What if it was about an abuse to a fellow employee some years back?

Can I ask John to deliver it to my residence?, hell no, he could be a crook who is planning for something very big on me. He asked me for my home address, which in itself was a consolation to me, a sign that there is still something he does not know about me. I would not say the address to John but he could easily know my home address through other means if he really wanted to.

Can I pick it up?, I asked John.

Mmmm, let me ask my boss about that, hold on, John replied.

After about one minute, he returned to the phone and said that I could pick the mail up from their office. I immediately stopped all that I was doing and headed out to the door. Little did I know that I was about to make the most stupid mistake.

To be continued......