I like to think that I’m very good at this makeup thing. My business is doing very well, whenever I have the privilege of making people up for their events my customers are always satisfied and this makes me smile.
I’ve had customers who were so difficult while some were even skeptical about my skills and all but at the end of the day, it always ends up in tears (happy nice tears, lol)
Then one Monday, I received a call from someone who had a job for me. It was for a wedding. Omo, that was going to be a serious cash out for me. They wanted my full package for the traditional wedding, the bridesmaids and the bride as well. I was happy, I couldn’t be more joyous.
I had started preparing, washing my brushes and everything. I even watched videos self, to prepare myself cause I was not about to disappoint. Yes, I was bringing my big guns on this! The job was to begin on Friday morning and then end on Sunday.
Then my mom called that my aunt had been trying to reach me. I later reached out to her and she asked me to come over to her house for Saturday to come and do her makeup for her son’s birthday shoot. Of course, I told her about my wedding job.
I disagreed and even went as far as telling her that I had already accepted pay for the job. She called my parents and that’s how it turned to a very heated conversation. Family members, aunties ear and dear started getting involved. I was rude and not being grateful to the family for all they’ve done for me.
To cut the long story and the insults short, I had to look for another good makeup artist for the job and I had to decline myself. I hated the fact that I had to do that but I just wanted peace to reign at home because I was already angry.
On the day of the party which was Saturday, a lot happened, on my way to the place, rain started falling and it beat me well. I was soaked by the time I got to the party. Thank God my makeup box wasn’t affected but my body way. Anyways, I was here now right?
That’s how I waited and waited. My Aunty made me stay in the children’s party all through just waiting for her. She said she was busy and that she was coming, so I just said okay.
Towards the end of the party, I went to meet her and asked her if she’s not doing the makeup again because it was almost time for the photo shoot and guess what she said? She said she’s not doing again. Ah!
Angry isn’t the right word to describe how I felt. I was utterly angry. Gosh. Why? Why didn’t you just tell me all along? Why did you waste my time and energy for nothing? Do you know the painful part? She didn’t give me any money at all, she didn’t even say, “oh let me cover your transport.” Nothing at all. She didn’t apologize either.
What a shock. And guess what? My parents, aunties and all those who called me names because I didn’t want to have the shoot said absolutely nothing. They all acted as though nothing happened and my mom just told me that it’s normal and I should just accept it like that.
That was totally not cool for me. Not cool at all. It took time for me to get over that. But life moves on and I have to move on as well. So I did.
