Defection: Waiting For Minister Aisha Alhassan
By Comfort Obi I will start with a story. A cousin of mine, too nervous to be on the wheels of her car, has a rather funny and weird driver. He is good-looking. Deceptively shy. Full of surprises. Sometimes, erratic, at other times, as cool as cucumber, and when he feels like, he plays deaf. But he is serviceable when he wishes to. *Mrs Alhassan He feels free with his boss. So ever so often, he crosses the red line. Once, he whatsapped his photograph, dressed to the hilt to his boss. On a couple of times, he had looked his boss in the face and told her: “I have a job interview .” And then, he would come back to say: “I was not hired.” One day, he told his boss he got a job where he would earn double what he is being paid. But he wouldn’t leave: Why: It is a difficult job. I don’t want to drive (inter-state) in the night. Initially, I got irritated each time my cousin, a widow, relayed her experience to me. Why won’t ...