A GUY NAMED AVAILABLE

INTRODUCTION

There’s always that guy… the one who always understands. Yes, the one who just knows the right things to say and when to say them; the one who fits into last minute plans without complaining? The one who will listen to you speak your heart out when you are troubled. The one who will watch the sunset with you and won’t mind breaking the night with you when you can’t sleep. The guy who always picks his phone, the guy who is never too busy for you, the guy who will show up even when he knows you are calling only because you got disappointed. The one who is selfless with his money? The guy who won’t mind sacrificing his important activities just to accommodate you. The guy who laughs at all your silly jokes, the guy who doesn’t mind you being clumsy or grumpy. Always understanding. The one whose answer is usually “no problem...” the guy who is everything but the one. He is just not the one. As a matter of fact he is nothing like the one. You don't like him, you don't fancy him, he doesn't tickle anything in you.. He is just not the one!

Thandiwe is the name, the age isn’t the problem. I presume, unless you just haven’t identified him, there is always that guy. That guy in this case is Henry.. but he isn’t the one.. the one is Ndaweni.. the most handsome guy I have ever come cross. Accountant by profession, tall, perfectly built and absolutely amazing. So amazing he actually makes it obvious. Many are the times I feel like I’m pushing for this relationship to work. I know many of you will say I should leave but naaa.. you just don’t leave like that. Guys are hard to find these days you know. Guys that you actually like, very rare. But why do they grow big-headed? It always starts out so well up until they know you like them. Suddenly the relationship is a pain... you literally have to hold it together and you feel like a nag. Yes they come around once in a while but that’s just to boost their ego. The moment you seem to play the silent treatment they come back with their tails folded and as we are so loving, we tend to fall in love and lay down our hearts again before they trip once again. Anyone know what I’m talking about? Great let me tell you about my life then.

CHAPTER 1

Where did it all start? It was summer of 2016, I was drained with so much work and I just needed a break. A time to hang out and just relax could help. But then again I knew getting home would be another chapter. I would probably just sleep instead. See, if you’re in marketing like me, it’s important to note that you cannot afford some decent rest. Sleep is apparently too expensive. You always have to meet deadlines because for every sale you make, the money comes in. How much you want all goes to how much you put in. I loved my job because it accorded me the opportunity to meet new people. And I mean people from all walks of life. The company I worked for sold printers and computers to firms or willing individuals. I joined mid-2015 and by 2016 I got an award for the most motivated employee. I made a decent amount from it. All was going perfectly fine but one part... the relationship life.

You know when you describe bad lack in relationships that was me. I seemed to start so well with all these guys but as time went on I just couldn’t. Let me mention that I have this zero tolerance for nonsense that whenever I noticed a guy was being difficult I simply just packed my bags and left him in the relationship alone. I was blessed with strength of letting go, that I really appreciate. One person who could hardly stay in a relationship for more than 5 months was me. I tell you it took only a few days to know where I am headed with a guy and I would already be looking for my exist. Of course I would stick around for a little bit just to give it a benefit of a doubt but really,.. I would always be right. Firstly I must mention that I knew what I wanted as a lady and therefore any man who came in my life had to have it figured out. Many would encourage starting together but I beg to disagree.. I knew what it meant to start with someone and simply remaining in the dark, rather by the streets of nowhere wondering how the relationship ended. On that note, let me state that a guy who was still having his life figured out did not fit in my books.

I know you must be judging me by now but hey I tried it all, sticking around when things were bad. Cooking food from my home to take it for the ungrateful man only for him to change colours the moment he had enough money. So if we are still discussing helping a man, I would like to mention my only form of help would be asking him to leave me. He would be doing himself a favour. In fact if such a man loved me I would only pray for a day when he would love himself to leave.

Ok, so let me mention how Ndaweni and i met. After having been through very short relationships that went nowhere, usually this would only happen after I fell too deep and they would start tripping… I decided it was time to play it solo. All by myself without caring about a man. So I made a resolution in 2016. I was going to enjoy spending my money; I was living alone anyway so that was going to be easy. Being the last born in a family of 5, mum and dad were not ready to let me live alone but by my 25th birthday I was ready to get them a restraining order for stepping into my apartment and demanding that I return home. I have four older brothers; you must imagine they were in the forefront to get me to obey my parents’ wish of staying in the family house until I got married. Well I was not as peaceful with them as I was with mum and dad. I got them a restraining order. Again I am not dramatic. Just a normal child with normal choices.

Pay day was always exciting because I knew I would get to buy a few new outfits. I told myself despite my tight budget I would always spoil myself with some clothes every month. That was my prayer and that pay day of September 2016 I was shopping form Mud boutique. That’s not like I really shopped from anywhere else anyway. That was my usual place and i love it. Upon picking three outfits, I stopped by debonairs to enjoy a mini pizza before heading to my small apartment in Northmead. It was a guest wing, two bedrooms and quite accommodating. I bathed, changed and headed for the night out at Keg and Lion. I chose such sophisticated places for two reasons only. Reason one, I was not going to date a broke guy so I could not go to a broke place. Secondly I was trying to be in a happy place where it wouldn’t look awkward if i just sat all by myself and took some special cocktail while eating my food. I would normally have two or three people talking to me but I would usually end at accepting drinks. Unless of course I wanted to feature on one of those pages that exposed sidechicks. The unfortunate part about such places was that it was difficult to find a single guy there. Well not until I felt a tap on my back as I sat by the counter ordering my drink.

“hai.. can I join you?” the handsome gentleman said