When I was in my fifth year of medical school, I had a very interesting encounter. I was reading in class one day when a classmate walked up to me and told me that a man was calling me outside. Since I was sitting close to the door, I peeped but did not recognise the man standing there. Out of politeness though, I got up to see what he wanted.
“Good afternoon, Sir”, I greeted. “Are you looking for someone? ”
“No, I just want to speak to you. If you can spare 5 minutes”, he pleaded.
He was a middle-aged man, tall, slightly overweight, sweating profusely, in dark pants and a tucked in shirt. I felt he wanted to make some sort of enquiry, but wondered why he singled me out.
“What exactly is the matter?”, I asked. “I don’t think we’ve met”
“I am sorry. Please just spare some moments. I really want to discuss something important with you. I know we haven’t met before but, I just saw you and felt you are a nice girl. Even the way you answered me proves me right. If there is a nearby eatery, we can go there and have a chat while you get some lunch”
He appeared harmless and I was in my territory so, I agreed. Besides the law of diminishing returns had set in and I needed a break. I told my friends where I was going and boarded a bike to the closest fast food joint. He followed on another bike. When we got there, he bought lunch, which I devoured while he told his story. (Don’t judge me. Students don’t reject free lunches. Lol. )
He said he was a law student in America, in his 40s and in need of a wife.
“I want a medical student because it is easier for them to get work over there and they are highly paid. Together we can build a life for ourselves and our children. I just see you as a nice, well mannered girl. Not every girl will follow a stranger out or even listen to him. I promise you that I will take care of you”
I kept nodding, pretending to be interested while wolfing down my rice and chicken. No way would I blow him off before eating. He went on to show me his ID, even his passport and visa. Then he claimed he would be granted citizenship the following year. He had been in America for a number of years and only went to school having worked to save up.
After listening to his sob story, I told him that his business module was wrong. To tell a woman outright, that you want to marry her because of her profession, is a fail. I mean every woman wants to be wooed, to be chased, to be courted, to know she’s worth more than her pay check. Sleeping beauty woke up to the kiss of a prince not a wanna be “princess’ husband”.He was not convinced by my polite explanation so I asked him to take another walk round the school. It was possible he would bump into another “candidate”.
On another note, his ID card indicated he was studying some sort of law-related course, not Law. I mean, his story just had so many loop holes. Well, I returned to my books, thanking God for sending a raven to feed me. I tell you, He’s an awesome God!
This is to all ye fraudsters, get your act together. As my dad says, if you must eat a frog, eat a big one. Lol.
Cheers, Dr. N