My wife’s younger brother came to stay with us for a while, and that “while” became forever. He’s an SHS graduate looking for a job. I expected a lot from a twenty-six-year-old man, but this guy walked around the house aimlessly, ate, and slept.

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I had a taxi that I had parked because the driver working with it wasn’t bringing in any money. My wife suggested we work on the car and respray it so her brother could use it for Uber, which I did. The agreement was that he would make daily sales to my wife, and we would pay him at the end of the month.

He did the work seriously for one week and then started coming home empty-handed. By the time we realized, he was using the car as his personal vehicle. He would tell my wife he didn’t feel like going to work, only to take the car out and come back late in the evening, telling us he had gone to visit a friend.

For over five months, that’s all he did without bringing in a pesewa to either me or my wife. Then the car broke down. We needed close to GHC2,000 to fix it. When my wife told me, I asked her to leave the car where it was parked. After all, I wasn’t getting anything from it.

A week later, this guy came to tell me he wanted to start working again, so I should fix the car for him. I’ve never been that angry in my life. My wife was there. I looked at her, and she looked back at me. I told him, “No, you’re not going to work again. You’re going to pack your things and leave this house tomorrow, and I mean it.”

He was shocked that I was angry and kept asking my wife what he had said wrong. I left them and went into the room. When my wife joined me, I asked her, “Is he packing?”

She retorted, “Are you serious?”

I told her, “If I see him around tomorrow, I will do the packing for him.”

The next day, he was still around. I told him I needed my room, so if he didn’t move, I would lock the door. He thought I was making an empty threat. I locked the door, and that evening he slept in the hall. The following morning, I started removing his things.

He’s gone now, but my wife thinks I handled him in a very harsh way, so she believes she has every reason to be angry with me and give me the cold shoulder. I told her, “If you want to follow your brother, tell me. Because you’re my wife, I will help you pack and drive you to your parents’ house myself.”

She still hasn’t recovered from the way I treated her brother. I hear her talking to her parents about it, but I don’t care what they say. That guy had no business staying in my house. Or do you think I was too brutal?

—Bright

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