We learn every day, and I think some people are just too full of themselves. Maybe I was wrong about him. Today was our audit, this time, a quarterly audit usually conducted at the zonal level. It was different from the one we did at Ikeja last December, where we unfortunately lost some of our staff in a car accident on the way back.
This particular audit usually takes place in our school since it is centrally located. It started around 8 a.m., and our school was the second to be attended to. They normally use my office since I stay there alone, and it is designated for the eLearning platform.
After they were done with our school, I went to my class to teach my students. By the time I returned to my office, I realized my bag was missing. Just then, the principal called me for an emergency meeting. While in her office, my phone rang; it was a strange number. Fortunately, it was the person who had taken my bag. She said she mistakenly took my bag instead of hers.
I was shocked. "My bag instead of yours?" I asked. When I got back to my seat, I saw her own bag. It didn't even resemble mine in any way. I was furious and questioned her as to why she would take my bag, especially when it looked nothing like hers. The worst part was that she had the audacity to tell me to bring her bag to a particular junction so she could return mine.
I declined, especially because of the way she spoke to me on the phone. I didn’t want to escalate things, but she didn't show any remorse or respect. If you make a mistake, you should acknowledge it. She kept saying she would pay, but I told her I couldn't come, as I had urgent matters to attend to.
Later, she sent someone to collect her bag and to send mine through a bus. I refused; it's not safe to send it that way.
I went back to work and kept busy. About two to three hours later, someone finally brought my bag back to me.
