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One Man's ramblings
A few weeks back I engaged in a lengthy conversation with
a female workmate about the kind of gifts that show care
and love to a woman.
She advised me that it is perfumes, jewellery, make-up
and sexy clothing. All along I’ve been used to buying
shoes and jeans which is easy.
So when I bumped into another workmate with a bagful of
women clothing, I decided to give it a go and surprise Brown
for once with a sexy dress. I quickly picked the pink one
because it’s Brown’s favourite colour and immediately
gave her a call to sleep at my place because I had a surprise.
Phew! It was a real surprise; not only was the colour not
pink as I first thought, the dress was too big for Brown.
I felt extremely humiliated but told her I had packe the
wrong one.
Last Saturday, I returned it and got a smaller and sexier
black version of the same dress. My conscience told me I
had got the right measurements of Brown and so I refashioned
another trademark phone call.
This time I stayed out from home till late for fear of
another embarrassment. Just as I was downing my n-th beer
with colleagues at The Link in Wandegeya, I got a seemingly
positive SMS from Brown. “Thanks for your tireless
effort to put a smile on my face,” it read in part.
“But next time make sure you first ask me for my body
measurements coz even this one doesn’t fit.”
I couldn’t reply and neither could I return it the
second time. I asked Brown to find whatever she can do with
it.
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