Excuse me Madam?

I have had a very busy last few months, working on a lot of projects that I find interesting. I contribute to a news site, carry out my day job, try to work on my professional exams and manage to meet up with the social scene. I know this should not count as work but somehow, Church has weekly meetings that are also very edifying and when I can I attend. I have wanted to write on this blog for a while, to be honest I missed it. I started it as a safe way to let the many thoughts on my mind run wild and I did not expect to go beyond my first post. Many thanks to the people who bothered to glance through and most importantly post comments. I even gained another follower, now I am really excited about that.

Okay, I have noticed that everywhere I go these days people say things that end with "Madam". Excuse me Madam, Madam abeg can you help me? Thank you Madam, Madam can I speak to you for a minute? All the "madam" centered language. Maybe I should not be writing about this but I would love to know if there is another woman who finds this a tad bit annoying. Don't get me wrong, I understand that respect is part of our culture but the 'madam" calling makes me feel old(seriously). No woman wants to feel old especially if she is not even 30 yet.

I have attributed this new madam title to the few pounds I gained over the past few months. Somehow I just feel in love with a particular brand of chocolate ice cream and it is so hard to let go. One week without it has been quite difficult as I find myself wishing I had my black companion with me. I have managed to start exercising as well, in the bid to give the Kim Kardashians of this world a run for their money. Hopefully when I drop two dress sizes, I will go back to been a girl again!

Back to madam calling, I have noticed that most of the security details at restaurants, offices, schools use "madam" as a means of extracting a Naira and Kobo from women. I am sure the same goes for "oga" as well. Maybe "Ogas" have it worse than we do, who knows.I cannot count how many times I feel guilty for not tipping after all the praise and name calling these people throw my way.

In conclusion, if I do not succeed in getting rid of the "madam" title, I will just keep on enjoying life (smiles). Maybe someday soon I would even like the title, but that I doubt so much. My name no titles, just my name works best all the time.