My Mentor Had One Request
Read to the end for SugarHey Swēt, I have a confession, my mentor had one request after the awards dinner, and I gave him a lot more than he asked for.
He sits on the board of my professional association. Fifty-two, grey at the temples, the man who signed my mentorship form two years ago and has been reviewing my career like a project ever since. Always Mr. Adeyemi. Always "sir".
Lately the reviews were getting longer. Calls at nine that ran past eleven. He'd say "proud of you" in a voice that did not sound like a mentor, and I'd hang up and stare at my ceiling.
At the annual awards dinner I won the rising star award, in a red dress I chose for him, I won't lie. When the hall cleared he offered to drop me home. In the back of his car, driver up front, he said, "I have one request. Stop calling me sir."
I leaned in and said his first name into his ear, slow. The driver turned the music up without anybody asking.
When we got to my place I didn't get out. I said, "Tell your driver to go home. You can take a cab."
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