Tare is not your everyday lady; she is independent, ambitious and single. She is the definition of modern day independent woman. Her job as Risk Analyst in one of the biggest oil and gas conglomerates, pays her a fat cheque that supports her expensive lifestyle. From head to toe, she smells expensive. If it is not a designer shoes and clothes, then she won’t be interested. She also drives a posh car. Tare is not just blessed financially, she is an academician with to core. Recently, she bagged an MBA to add to her Masters degrees.
One fateful day, she had gone to the bank to do some transactions. In the banking hall, a flier dropped from her bag as she tried to take something. As she bent to pick it up, the security man standing in the corner had taken already taken a glance at the flier. It was a coincidence that the flier was for an upcoming programme in a church that attended too. When Tare was leaving the hall, the security man accosted her..
“Good afternoon ma’am, please…..“ The security man asked “Do you attend Dominion House?”
“Dominion house?” She said quizzically.
It was too sudden and direct for Tare to lie nor feign surprise because she was a chorister in the church. She answered in the affirmative. But he didn’t end there. “I also attend Dominion house. I am in Bible Study unit”, The Security man tried to start a conversation. He rambled on about everything for a while to Tare who was present but absent. She was surprised with he had the effrontery to ask for her contact number.
Gossip spread at Dominion house like fire in harmattan, and Tare knew she definitely didn’t want to ever be the topic of such for not giving a brother her number. Instead she gave him a wrong phone number and drove off for her appointment. It was very unlikely anything could come out of their relationship because he was way out of her league. Even though she was already over 30 with no Mr. Right in the picture, and the pressure to get married hitting hard, Tare was still bent on keeping to her standards. The man of her dreams must be able to accommodate her success level. He should be equally doing well too.
Whenever she brings a man she intends to marry home, the first question her parents would likely ask is what he does for a living. Should he mention an occupation that they do not find good enough, he might never get their blessing. They would remind her of how much investment on education was spent on her. Was she being pompous or just keeping to her standards?