Working with domestic staff can be challenging.
No matter how kind you are or how much you treat them like family, issues still arise. You offer salary advances when they ask, give away items you no longer use, yet somehow, some still find ways to betray that trust.
Today, on a whim, I decided to use the guest toilet because one of our staff members was cleaning the upper floor. To my surprise, I found a black nylon bag tucked away, filled with rice, beans, garri, and frozen turkey and chicken. When my wife confronted her, she claimed it was for her children. But honestly, why not just ask?
Interestingly, our security had been mentioning that she always left with large bags, but we never thought much of it—until now.
At the end of the day, it feels like kindness often gets taken for granted.
Just stay wicked
I’ve never joined hallelujah challenge before despite seeing it on my tl several times but tomorrow I’ll join for the first time. It’s me and God tomorrow, His garment must tear because I’m not letting go. I need to leave with something.
Something happens to people after losing their parent/s. It is so painful to witness and there’s nothing anyone can do but it’s like there’s a light stolen from their lives.