PREGNANT WOMEN AND THE BANKING SECTOR.

seeing this topic, the first thought is "what sort of topic is this" lol..... I couldn't think of any better topic for the issue I want to talk about. I had female genital mutilation prepared for this week but that post seem to love to still rest a little in my archived post. Been pushing that post for weeks now but hopefully I will get around someday to do it plus this topic seems too interesting to me to  be achieved (smiles).

Some few days back, I went to the bank to do some transactions and there I found out something very interesting I didn't know was a norm in banks. I have gotten used to spending a minimum of one hour in the bank these days because of the large crowd and when I get there, I stay on the queue and not make a fuss over the crowd and time spent. By now I have an understanding of not going close to the bank if I have other important things to do.

On this particular day a lady on another queue kept making a fuss about how the queue was not moving and how people who just came into the bank were going straight to the front to carry out their transactions. She kept on like that for a while until it was explained to her that those people she was talking about were actually pregnant women and it was a rule in the bank that all pregnant and nursing mothers don't queue. Once they get into the bank they are to be attended to immediately. That didn't stop her from complaining still.

The whole issue was a funny one and that was the first time I was hearing about that rule. I was thinking why she didn't feel pregnancy or nursing a child was a justifiable reason for anyone to not stay on the queue. I am sure she had other pressing things to attend to judging from the way she responded to the bank policy on nursing and pregnant mothers.

Firstly, nobody deserves to spend the whole day in the bank or more time than the appropriate time in the bank Whether pregnant or not. At a point, the lady started insisting that she was pregnant too disturbing the quiet of the bank. I thought about what better policy can the banks implement. Such that avoids that kind of noise and disturbance I witnessed in the bank some few days back.

I understand where the lady is coming from and I also understand the banks wanting to care for pregnant women and nursing mothers. She must have felt it wasn't fair enough that simply because she is not pregnant, she should be chanced by one who was pregnant. She must have been thinking "I am a woman too" (lol).

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A THIN LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE (MY DOG AND I).

I never knew one could get so attached to something. I have always been the type that hates dogs and didn’t want them close bye. This was partly because I was scared of them.

The opposite of this was my mum. she loves dogs and likes to have them around. she has always wanted to bring one home but she didn’t partly because of me. she waited till I was old enough.

Precisely on the second of January this year, she brought home a white male puppy. I didn’t go close to it and refused to pass by it. she went out the next day and asked me to take care of it  and feed it milk; this was when my life with it started.

I still kept away from it. It kept crying because it was hungry. I couldn’t stand it and my heart went to it. I decided to get over my fear since my heart was breaking over it tears. I started to want to take care of,then i adjusted to having it around.

It will keep me company when I’m bored .It will walk me to a safe distance before going back home when i’m going out. when I come back also it will welcome me by running all over me and wagging it tail. It also did crazy stuffs like taking slippers left at doorstep,tearing doormat,pulling clothes down from clothesline and many other things that i hated but then I loved it more.

Even when I was away in school for a short while, whenever i call home I’ll ask after it. when i came back home for the holidays I thought it won’t recognize me but it did. for that i loved it even more.

All these was short lived because it died a few months later. I got really sad and it was difficult to get over it. It was like i lost my best friend. After a while, i realized it was actually my best friend and i did lost my best friend. I cried a lot.

Everywhere around the house got really quite and words like “SEAT”, “STOP IT”, “TIME TO EAT”, “TIME TO BATHE” were no longer heard screamed by me. I would go out and expect to see it or for it to walk me out but then i would remember it is dead. writing about it now has brought bitter sweet memories and thinking about how i got attached to it, I have come to believe that there is really a thin line between love and hate. The person you love this minute, you could hate the next, and the person you hate now, you could love the next minute.