I got on the bus heading home and brought out my phone to check my messages like a bonafide cell phone junkie. It was a very short ride, the bus was packed full and I definitely could have waited till I got home but the withdrawal symptoms no gree me, I was almost physically scratching. *sighs* I checked my bbm and there was a message (my itch is getting scratched, yay!). It was a very short message (not so ‘yay!’ anymore) but from my boyfriend. He said ‘Have a great day babe’.
Now the dude beside me was peering into my phone (like he took me to the store, asked me to point to the phone I wanted and when I chose the phone, he bought it, bought the case, screen guard and loaded 100k credit on it).
As if peering into my phone was not disgraceful enough, he decided to open his mouth.
Him: ‘Is that your boyfriend?’
Me: *silence*
I would think anyone would be very afraid to get caught looking into a stranger’s phone. To think this one was so blatant scared me a little. “Wonder where he got his confidence from”, I said to myself.
Now my boyfriend has his dad’s picture as his display picture, his birthday was 2 days ago but some people just don’t have the change-DP-regularly fever. I am fully persuaded that that picture will be there till the another birthday he can’t ignore comes up.
**And I digress…back to the matter**
So I am guessing this gbeborun looked at my message, saw the picture of the sender and decided to put his nose where blended dried pepper abounds.
When he realized no answer was forthcoming, he decided to pester me some more.
Him: So you are dating an elderly man?
Egbami! See me see wahala. Like who died and made him boyfriend police? I don’t understand why people like to beg for correct wozzing.
Me: (Not lifting up my head from my phone) “How does that improve your credit score or is it pinching you in your brains?”
I have a feeling he wanted to whack me upside the head but thought better of it. Well, what do u know, we are at my stop. Got off the bus leaving him to ponder on the wisdom of poking one’s nose in other people’s businesses, especially complete strangers. That is if he is not busy pondering why I refused to say “Sorry sir, forgive me for dating who I want to date, please can you recommend yourself?”
I realized later when I thought about it that people will always try to meddle in your life. Some will even go further by forcing their opinions of how to live your life down your throat.
You are driving too fast/You are driving too slow.
You should be submissive to your husband/ You should stand up for yourself and not take crap from any man.
You should shave you armpits/ You should grow out you armpit hair and dye is bright purple.
Your make up is too much/ “Eeessh, did someone die? What’s with the bare face?”
Our world is filled with people that seem to know more about our lives than we know it. During a football game you will see people analyze how they will do better than the players or the coach even though they can’t put a ball in a net to save their lives. So what if I decided to date my daddy’s mate? Maybe I have found that mature wine tastes better and I have decided to stick with that. It is my choice and it is none of anybody’s business even if it hurts their sense of whatever. Don’t be bullied into living someone else’s life or running another person’s race. Find you, own it and rock it. We all can’t be the same shape, size or color, otherwise there will be no variety and excitement to life.
And those whom He thus foreordained, He also called; and those whom He called, He also justified (acquitted, made righteous, putting them into right standing with Himself). And those whom He justified, He also glorified (raising them to a heavenly dignity and condition or state of being). Rom 8:29 AMP.
The way God made us is the perfect way we can be. He is the only one who gets to complain about how we live. And He does that in complete love, no judgements. If anyone has complaints about you life, tell them to bugger off!
gatlinmay 