THE “PRICE”

The week has been hectic. My whole body aches, my legs are swollen and my pretty face is ruined by sunburns. I have visited my masseur and tried different remedies to get rid of this pain, but   none has worked. I have also tried to cast a spell but I can’t focus on my meditation. I just want to stay  in bed and rest,  besides it’s on  a Saturday. But I can’t stand the smell of ointments and herbs in my room. I can’t even watch my favorite T.V shows due to power failure in my estate. Meanwhile, I am seated in the balcony “candy crushing “when my phone rings.

Many might be wondering where I got these aches from. Well, I will let you know. I graduated from an aviation school with the best and honest grades. Working in an aviation industry has been  my dream since  I  was young. I have always loved travelling, meeting new faces and trying  new things. I really worked hard to achieve the grades and body measurements required for one to  work in the  cabin. I have been applying for jobs in all the airlines and attending the crazy interviews  without  success. So I decided to visit the airlines, one by one and see for myself  whatever secludes itself in there. I was so lucky to meet some influential people and hopeful they would help. That’s how I met Mr. Kenneth. A grey haired plump guy, short in size and with a big protruding tummy. He wore a pair of khaki pants, green shoes and a funny looking shirt. One could tell that fashion wasn’t his thing. I immediately lost interest in him but had to swallow my pride and ask for his help. We talked for some time and exchanged our phone numbers. Mr. Kenneth has been bothering me so much. We have been negotiating on a certain issue without agreement. He believes that in his world everything has a price. That I have to warm his bed  in exchange for a job,  something that  I can’t  even  think of  doing. I feel morally unclean and disgusted already. I am disappointed by such egocentric men. You may be wealthy and powerful, it’s okay. But we don’t care, just, treat others with respect . Remember God is watching. I am sure there are many women who have experienced all that and even given in to the deeds. Just  because  you are  desperate for a job  doesn’t  mean you have  to do  this “ sex trading thing” You don’t   have to demean your dignity  because you want to achieve something. Just pray to God and he will show you other ways to work it out.