Humans of Lagos Episode 47

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Humans of Lagos

"When we really got fed up with our employer's injustice towards us his employee, we started mobilising ourselves so as to put a stop to it. We held several secret meetings for we couldn't hold such meetings in the open because our boss is an influential figure in the society. We contributed funds that we could get media attention to publicise the horrible conditions under which we worked. We were underpaid, and we're forced to work without health and hazard insurance.

However, a traitor among us reported our plans to our boss before we could even execute them. Our boss without wasting time fired the key plotter of the move. 
It was when I got sacked that I knew that at times, "half bread is better chin-chin." Some of my colleague that were sacked never recovered financially, but I put the past in the past and started afresh in the power of the now.

I'm better now, and I'm happy with my life.

Two weeks ago, I read in the newspaper that my former company's been sealed off by the federal government. The national labour union found out about the harshness of the working condition the staffs were being subjected to.
Our boss committed suicide, for reasons I don't know. 
I'm sure the company will never come alive again, and now all the members of staff there are definitely jobless. 
And yes, including the traitor.

I don't believe in karma, but in all I've learnt to live in the now and enjoy it. Self-love is my message to my growing kids, 'do what will make you happy not putting yourself under servitude.' I do warn them."

© FERT, 2015

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