A Watched Phone...

To everyone and I mean everyone both professionally and personally who was blowing up my phone while I was gone...via Whatsapp, email, text, etc...I AM BACK.They just had to talk to me right then and there no matter how much I pleaded that I was away, they still needed to discuss. Despite the fact that I was battling a cold and cough that relented for 2 weeks and had me congested to the extent I could hardly hear myself talk. They still wanted me to be coherent and available to discuss with them.

 "Hey Anita, can we discuss the position with you? Give me a little bit about your background."

"I can't. I'm in The Hague."

"Hey, we'd like to do a Skype chat with the CEO about the position."

"I can't. I'm at The Hague."
 

"Hey Gurl. Where you at? Just passed your crib. Come out tonight." 

"I can't. I'm in The Hague."
"What's that The Hague...you running from Lagos...I see." 

"It's the seat of International Law."
"Wait...you're a lawyer..." 

To all these people...I am back. Now, you can check for me. Not while I'm trying to enjoy my chilled glass of Champagne at Rue du Pont Neuf, trying to get my vacation on, knowing it may be awhile before I get this opportunity again and I want to soak in and bask in every last drop of this vacation from the motherland, just then, when I'm trying to pretend I don't have to return, then, you wanna talk to me. Now that I'm back...where you at? 

People only need you when you're not around