Generation 3.0

It’s 2016. Women are empowered.We can do anything a man can do. We make very good presidents. Just look at the Liberian queen Ellen Johnson Sirleaf, not overlooking the likes of our own Amina Mohammed, Cabinet Secretary for Foreign Affairs. I admire these two. They’re the real definition of strong women. But forget about  empowerment. Today I’ll talk about our ‘seemed to be forgotten’ responsibilities.

I met one hilarious guy some days ago and he had a lot to say about the modern woman.The type of woman who retains her curves at 40. She drives her own BMW. She doesn’t need a man but due to society demands she has no other option but to get hitched.

Don’t misquote me but it seems we have focused all our attention on making money and forgotten our roles.I am all about making good cash and shoving my success up all the haters a**es but we need to step back and think.This guy was telling me about his friend who married this beautiful lady, curves for days, perfect skin colour, neatly arranged teeth, flawless legs.She was the epitome of beauty. The guys envied him for having scored a ‘fine babe ooo.’

So he rushed into making her a wife.A six million wedding; wedding of the year. I mean Prince Harry and his wife Kate’s wedding was nothing compared to this one. The honeymoon; the Maldives, Seychelles courtesy of The Constance hotels. Need to say much, it was a grand union.

So as expected they moved in together. It had not been two weeks and already this guy was frustrated.Apparently ‘le wife’s ‘ cooking was pathetic. She swore she could cook.Martha Stewart had nothing on her. Sugar, spice, more spice and the food was a disaster. You know that moment when you eat food just to make someone happy but deep down you wish the pizza man would just get chased by a dog and he’d come looking for solace into your house with that large Hawaiian order. Hehe this was his reality. To add more salt to the injury, she couldn’t clean the utensils. She stacked the dirty dishes in a corner. The house looked like a pig sty. Okay maybe I did exaggerate a bit. Thing is she was dirty.

After putting up with the dirt for a month he packed up all her things including her dirty dishes and trash and took her back home. No amount of begging by her mum could change his mind. He was fed up. Poor guy, if only he’d given the girl an ‘internship’ before marrying her. Imagine being sent back home with dirty sufurias. It doesn’t take a professional course to know how to scrub a sufuria. These are basics!

You know it’s not an old-fashioned thing to take care of your home, learn to cook for your man, do a ‘lil sth sth’ here and there. Personally I hate washing clothes. Lord knows I try though sometimes I just can’t take it but if I get the spirit to do so it’s done thoroughly. It’s not fair but it’s our duty. That’s why we run this world👸!