Another hot afternoon in Accra. The streets buzzed with life as I steered my taxi through the chaotic traffic. The sun, relentless, as usual, bore down on the helpless citizens of the city as though the decisions of our politicians wasn’t punishment enough. I welcomed the cool respite of my car’s air conditioning as I navigated the familiar maze.
As I glanced at my rearview mirror, I noticed my new passengers entering my vehicle. One, evidently much younger, whose name was later revealed to be Akwasi, wore a troubled expression, his brow furrowed with frustration, while the other exuded an air of seasoned wisdom. Little did I know that this ride would not only take us through the busy streets of Accra but also through the intricate maze of ambition, value, and self-discovery.
As I manoeuvred through the bustling city streets, Akwasi’s frustration was palpable, evident in the tension that filled the confined space.
“I can’t believe this, Mr. Agyemang. It’s just not fair,” Akwasi lamented, his voice tinged with exasperation.
Mr. Agyemang, a seasoned banker with a demeanour of calm authority, regarded Akwasi with a thoughtful expression. “What’s on your mind, Akwasi? You seem perturbed,” he observed, his tone gentle yet probing.
Akwasi sighed heavily, his agitation evident. “Work, Mr. Agyemang. It’s always about work. I’ve crunched the numbers, and you know what? I’m being severely underpaid for what I bring to the table.”
Mr. Agyemang’s brow furrowed slightly, his interest piqued. “Underpaid? That’s quite a serious assertion. Have you voiced your concerns to HR or your superiors?” he inquired, his voice measured.
Akwasi nodded, a hint of resignation in his demeanour. “I have, Mr. Agyemang. But as expected, they merely deflect, promising a review in the distant future. It’s hardly satisfactory. I’m contemplating resigning and seeking greener pastures.”
“Resigning?” Mr. Agyemang interjected, his tone laced with caution. “Let’s pause for a moment, Akwasi. Let’s approach this with a level head. What leads you to believe you’re being undervalued?”
Akwasi leaned back in his seat, frustration evident in his posture. “Look at the market, Mr. Agyemang. I’ve conducted my due diligence. Other banks are offering significantly more for similar positions. I believe I am entitled to fair compensation for my skills and dedication.”
Mr. Agyemang nodded thoughtfully, absorbing Akwasi’s words. “Fair compensation is crucial, Akwasi, I concur. However, have you considered the factors contributing to your current salary?” he asked, his tone contemplative.
“What do you mean?” Akwasi inquired, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
“The free market exerts a substantial influence on wage determinations,” Mr. Agyemang explained. “Your salary isn’t solely reflective of your abilities and efforts; it’s also influenced by supply and demand dynamics. If you feel undervalued, there are avenues to explore.”
A spark of interest ignited in Akwasi’s eyes as he leaned forward, eager for guidance. “Avenues? Such as?” he prompted.
“Initially, you could investigate opportunities at alternative financial institutions,” Mr. Agyemang suggested. “If they recognize your worth, they may extend a more generous offer. Moreover, consider this: every professional encounter, even the arduous ones, contributes to your skill set and marketability. Utilise this period for growth and development. Accumulate experiences that enhance your long-term prospects.”
Akwasi nodded slowly, absorbing Mr. Agyemang’s words. “I hadn’t contemplated it from that perspective,” he admitted. “Yet, what if I persist in feeling undervalued?”
“Then, my friend, you possess the liberty to embark on a different journey,” Mr. Agyemang replied, his voice steady. “Entrepreneurship, for instance. It’s fraught with risk, undoubtedly, yet the potential rewards are boundless. Remember, however, that the realm of entrepreneurship offers no guarantees of success. It mandates patience, resilience, and a willingness to glean insights from setbacks.”
“Remarkable, Mr. Agyemang,” Akwasi murmured, a newfound sense of clarity dawning within him. “I hadn’t entertained such varied options. I’m indebted to you for your counsel. I suppose I have much to ponder.”
“It’s my pleasure, Akwasi,” Mr. Agyemang replied, a faint smile gracing his lips. “Yet, bear in mind, decisions born of frustration or hubris seldom yield optimal outcomes. Take your time, assess your alternatives, and make a choice aligned with your enduring aspirations and principles.”
As Mr. Agyemang’s words hung in the air, Akwasi’s furrowed brow relaxed, a glimmer of understanding illuminating his features. “Thank you, Mr. Agyemang,” he said, a note of gratitude in his voice. “Your perspective has given me much to think about.”
As they stepped out of my cab, Akwasi turned to Mr. Agyemang with a newfound resolve in his eyes. “Thank you again, Mr. Agyemang,” he said, extending his hand in gratitude. “I’ll take your advice to heart and approach this decision with patience and clarity.”
Hello, my name is Dede Nyansapo. I am an entrepreneur who also participates in Accra’s burgeoning gig economy as a driver. My love for meeting fascinating people and my curiosity about how they think usually places me in the midst of some very entertaining conversations. Invariably, these conversations lead to some key learnings that may be useful to anyone on their business journey.
