Yesterday we had a small owambe at Chidoz. So this lady was celebrating her 30th birthday which her husband was paying for. She's yoruba, from one of the local yoruba families here in Ijesha/Itire, Surulere, the daughter of one of the most famed butchers in the area. The husband is an igbo man who is known for spending lavishly and spoiling his wife like igbo men are supposedly known for. In fact, it is said that the butcher said that he wishes all his daughters can marry igbo men, as his igbo son-in-law is the only one among all his sons-in-law who spoils his wife and takes care of her parents the way he does. (I still don't know this thing about igbo men spoiling their wives better...)
So anyways they came to have their party here, and they brought their own caterers but they had to buy drinks from us.
So I was at the counter because when we have parties like this, it's a very big opportunity for staff to steal with ease, therefore most times I have to be at Chidoz to handle the cash and oversee things when there's a party.
Time to pay came, I added up their drinks; beer and wine. Their bill came to some where around N160,000. The Iyawo now came to meet me and talk to me "woman to woman"
"Ehn, you know I had to buy some things for this party that my husband doesn't even know about"
"You know that I am even still owing some people?"
How on earth was I supposed to know that? But I nodded anyways.
"Ehen. So what we will do is that we will tell him that the bill is two hundred and twenty thousand"
She looked at me to be sure I understood. I nodded.
"Don't worry, I will go and tell him first. But I know he will come and ask you, so just tell him 220 lasan".
"So when he gives you the money you will give me the remaining." She looked into my eyes questioningly, to be sure I understood.
When my igbo brother approached the counter he asked me how much their bill came to. I told him 220. He nodded and asked if he could do a transfer to me and I said yes. Then he hesitated and said, "You were writing down everything we took abi?"
"Let me see it"
It was a very long bill so I thought he would just look at it and dump it. But this man dragged a stool and sat beside me. He then pulled up my calculator and started to calculate, adding up each item. I started looking around for Iyawo but she was no where to be found.
"Ah ahn! Are you cheating me!!!!" He roared from my side and attracted attention. People turned to look at what was happening.
I didn't know what to say.
"Is this how you cheat your customers?" He was screaming at that point.
I started sweating. I looked around hoping his wife would come and diffuse the situation. She was no where to be found. Eventually he asked someone to go and call her, I was relieved. Meanwhile I was trying to explain to him that there might be a mix up.
She came looking all confused and innocent. "Can you believe this? This girl want to cheat us. She haff add almost one hundred thousand naira to our money!!!"
She opened her mouth wide into a perfect O and said "Ahhh Olorun oh! Aunty why nau?"
It was now time for my mouth to form an O.
Before I could say anything she pulled him aside and told him to go and relax, she would handle it. But he was adamant about exposing the latest criminal in town. At this point several people had gotten involved, I was trying to explain that I'd made a mistake but he started yelling at me to shut the hell up, that I'm a common petty thief dressed like a decent person to deceive people. Yes, it was getting too much so I decided that I was announce that his wife was the criminal, as soon as she noticed this she quickly started laughing, and then she jumped in between us and placed her hands on his chest.
"Honey don't mind us jor, don't mind us" US? I wanted to slap the taste out of this girl's mouth. "Aunty, us ke?" I shouted cause at this point I was pissed, she immediately changed her tune. "Ehn, I told her to just add something on top in case of any mistake" and then she laughed placatingly and teased him to go back to his seat. The crowd retreated, many people still looking at me suspiciously.
I'm still very upset, or was I wrong to have tried to help a fellow woman make a bit more cash from her own husband?