My oga called me thief over ₦47,000 wey I never see

Two years ago, around November, my boss call me inside office. Face like person wey lose bet. He say the cash box short ₦47,000 after my last sale. Just me and one other guy dey handle that client money.

I stand there. My hand dey shake small. I no thief one naira. But how I go prove am?

The other guy, Emeka, he keep quiet. Just look ground. My oga say make I produce the money by Friday or I pack my things.

I no sleep that night. I call my mother, she say "Chidi, God no dey sleep." I no tell her everything, she go worry.

Next morning I go meet the client myself. Small shop for Alaba. The man bring out his receipt book. The money never even reach our office. Emeka signed for am. Emeka.

I carry the receipt go meet my oga. He look am, look me, then look Emeka. Emeka start to cry. Say na his brother sickness push him.

They sack Emeka. My oga buy me small lunch. But the way he looked at me that first day, I no forget.

Lesson? No be every smile dey mean well. And when person call you thief, no shout. Just go find your receipt. ⚽