“Honey! pass me the soup bowl” She said
Some years back when i was at the heights of revamping my career, I invited her for dinner and my intention was to make her aware & consult from her about my decision. Basically, i had made up an immutable choice of going into purposeful entrepreneurship, performance training, authorship and consultancy. I knew i was headed for hard times, so talking to her would mean i had a cheer voice behind, i thought, but i was wrong. I am talking of my girlfriend then. We had a dinner talk. Half way into my ambitious explanations, she looked at me with seemingly twisted lips and a tired-like look from the other side of the table and Said: “Honey , pass me the soup bowl, permit and favor me to enjoy my dinner please”. Precisely, she thought i was out of my mind , she had always encouraged me to get a day job as i keep my petty trade businesses as side hustles. To her i was daring the impossible. I thought she would believe in my dream but she didn’t, and a month later she called it quits as i couldn’t afford her wedding before my dream took off, she