This is not “aristoism” as usual; it’s a new and destructive wave of extramarital affairs almost becoming a societal norm.
According to the word web dictionary, the standard definition for an uncle is: “The brother of your father or mother; the husband of your aunt”! Here in Nigeria though, this role is taken up by almost everyone; as long as he is older than you, and you can’t call him by his first name, he becomes “Uncle…” I have however never come across a situation where an absolute stranger tells me, “I want to be your uncle”, and in this case “uncle” obviously means something else entirely.
On this particular day I went to a shop to purchase some items. As I was about to pay the cashier I heard the person behind me asking if he could pay before me. I was going to agree, thinking he was probably in a hurry until I saw his shopping basket looking like he had shopped for the whole of Lagos. It then occurred to me that it was a ploy to get my attention. I politely smiled and said no as I handed over my items to the cashier. She rounded up the cost of the goods, and I heard the voice say “let me pay for your items”. My first thought was, “OMG why didn’t I buy the whole shop if today was jackpot day.” My words of course were, “No, thank you.” The man insisted and I thought to myself, “What the heck? he pays, I run off.”
Unfortunately for me, the cashier didn’t roll out my receipt, and since our bills were now together, I would not be allowed to leave the shop without it. So I was stuck with waiting for ‘Mr. Benevolence’ to pay for his goods. That of course led to more conversation…the typical “what’s your name, can I have your number…”. At this point I thought, “Because you paid a bill of N1300, now you think I’d give my life history? SMH.” Mr. Benevolence had almost bought the whole shop and he had about 6 nylon bags. I decided to help him carry some of the items to his car. That was where the real drama began.
His words changed to, “I like you, I’d like to see you again… “As we approached his car, I notice a baby car seat and upon inquiry I realized Mr. Benevolence is a husband and father (I had already checked out his hand but it was “ring-less”).
“So bikonu,” I ask Mr. Benevolence, “what exactly do you want from me, seeing that you are fully taken???”
He says… “I want to be your uncle.”
This must be a Nollywood flick, I thought. Uncle??? What exactly does that mean? (He doesn’t even look old enough to be the “uncle” type). I reply, “I’m sorry I already have unclesssss.”
He answers, “Not that kind of uncle. I’m sure you know what I mean.” Then he drops the bomb: “I’m going to Ghana next week, will you come with me”. At that point I was so irritated, I just stormed off.
But this scenario makes me question what our society is turning to. I have heard countless other stories like this. People keep talking about this issue of infidelity and they say it’s the girls that are chasing married men. Yes that happens, but even the men seem to want to be chased. I wonder, aren’t today’s couples content with one another? Or the older the marriage, the thirst for young blood is desired? Is this about men wanting to conquer more territory? Or are they dissatisfied with the wives, unhappy, or just plain confused? To think that we are not even ashamed or discreet about these things anymore, for all Mr. Benevolence knows I just might know his family members or something, but he doesn’t care, he doesn’t even wait to find out if I’m ready to tango, he just makes his intentions known regardless of what I think.
This is not “aristoism” as usual; it’s a new and destructive wave of extramarital affairs almost becoming a societal norm. “I am married, but that’s not an issue, we can have something together right under the nose of my spouse.”
For me the question is what is going wrong? I have no answers; I guess I’m just a concerned citizen.