the beggining of the end of the beggining!!!!

i know what that means it dont matter if you dont, ha! it might be like an online diary but i can hog some details....
today has been okey dokey...anoda day, front office wahala...old men requesting my number, young men requesting my number, one offer to move to abuja...don't know what that one is about...this is not a very good time to be at the front office of my company....you see, there is a state of emergency right now as a company whom we are registrars for is returning money offered to them for thier last public offer...so poor me sheep, thrown to wolves has to handle a lot of angry peeps every day, sometimes i have to caution myself and try not to go mad at people when they act like its in my private accout i lodged thier money in....
imagine a typical scenario of how my day starts, i get to the office before 8, had to learn to fly okada everyday, i get to work and phones are blaring...we all look at each other in chagrin and go return money... its a fight for the unfortunate person that's near the phone to calm the frustrated share holder...
i have had scenarios of i no go leave here today until you pay me my money!
young lady where is my money?????
see me go uh uh em huh huh...
today was good though, im not as tired as i usually am, maybe cos im lookin forward to tommorow and the remaining four days i wont come to work even den wan force me...i have taken all the spitting i can take for my company in the past couple of weeks, i have kept a smile in funny situations, kept a straight face when things where downright funny, dealt with different kinds of smells, did i mention spittle?
anyway, gotta go now, there's this guy looking over my shoulder...if i spend anymore time on this system, he'll be biting me....
before i leave, i need to update on the disaster that took place at work today, we girls dubbed it the pants mysteries....
first....someone bent down this morning and split her pants, unfortunately she had on a string covering har very voluminous assets so i dont need to inform you on how dat turned out....
then the zipper on my pants gave up while attending to a share holder so ive been sagging corporate trouser pants all day...thank God, e never fall, his mercy endures forever...
girlie's red robots showed up early so her pants got a mass of red thingies which of course is height of embarassment seeing she's still trying to fit in and all that, we are on the look out for the next unfortunate person that will be thought a lesson about survival of the working girls....
everything comes handy...razor blades, staple pins, a lil soap in your bag, nails, a hammer if possible, you never kno' wat could happen, so guys if you see us with enourmous bags...not too worry, we have taken this course in survival, we need our kit...
gotta go my guy is cracking his knuckles, it might be my head, his fist.....ciao!!!