The ManicaPost
THE ink was barely dry on the writing on this other filthy office romance saga unfolding in one of our respected Government departments when news of yet another workplace affair hit Blabber’s eardrums.
This time it is within the corridors of power in this other major service provider in the city. Ironically, while love affairs are blossoming in this organisation’s higher echelons, service provision, their core business, is almost non-existent.
Word reaching Yours Truly is that the fairly new guy in town who recently assumed a top position in this organisation is already head over heels in love with a lady who does clerical work within the same institution.
That is supersonic speed Cde!!!
His surname ends with a vowel, but it is not Shona.
Apparently, the lady has changed men at the same organisation like dirty pants after dating this other slim guy as well as that other ‘gentleman’ who Blabber will deliberately spare, at least for now…
I mean that lady who stays at some flats owned by her employer located at a stone’s throw away from their offices.
Yes, yes, the one who drives around a Merc and is known for her pretentious allegiance to Pentecostal denominations.
It appears the new boss is good catch for the female bed hopper and suits her love for elegance, thus she has since been moved to her own office unlike in the past when she used to share workspace. Zvadzora!
However, Yours Truly is keeping ears to the ground to see how long the relationship will subsist given that our new boss is known for his overzealousness in doing things.
Some will recall the overzealousness with which he approached issues upon being appointed as he promised everything and anything that could change way of doing business in this organisation.
Some will tell you how he promised to build bridges where there is no water. Only if he had the right to change even the name of the organisation, he would! In short, bambo ava vane bhero, kwete bag redzungu!
Like I have always said, Yours Truly does not enjoy peeing on the keyholes of your bedrooms and offices, but the need to preserve the little that remains of our moral fabric leaves me duty bound to. Remember to take good care of your loved ones!
