It was just two weeks ago at the time of writing this that I was searching for a particular contact to message. The person's name starts with “El,” so I typed that into my contact list and all the names containing “el” appeared. The one that caught my attention the most was Ella, a lady I used to be friends with when I was working as an employee. We hadn’t been in contact for a very long time, although we were both active on WhatsApp where we viewed each other’s statuses once in a while. Yeah, pride was dealing with both of us, making neither of us message the other for over two years.
“Hiiii Small girl. How have you been?” I sent her the message with the regular tease I often used on her.
“Kingsley! Kingsley! Haaaa! Longest time. You remembered me today. How have you been?”
I knew she was going to use the “remembered me” line to justify herself, so I didn’t give in to that.
“I’m fine, as long as you’re fine,” I replied with my favourite line. She responded with a laughing emoji and the next thing that followed was a write-up of more than 100 words , an advert for business, begging me to repost it on my status. You know those clothes vendor businesses they do online, majorly on WhatsApp, that's the kind she does. But this one she begged me to repost was way off. It was about money; daily savings contribution thing.
It felt as if someone had hit me on the knee with a blunt cutlass. I felt pain, disrespected and also her being stupid. Sorry for using that word, but any normal human being with active sense should know that it is totally wrong to immediately beg for an advert repost from someone who just messaged you after two years of silence.
I simply clicked on her profile, opened the contact, unlinked it, and deleted it. I don’t like what I hate.
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