Monday, 19 March 2012

Travails of a Lagos 'ride hitcher'

This morning i remembered some experiences i had in the days i didnt have a car and had to hitch rides... People dey take person eye see sha.

one lady used to give me a  ride and park at her office while i walk to mine which was just a stonethrow away. I didnt mind at all.

However on this day we got to Falomo bridge or so and suddenly there was rainfall!!!! it was really sudden and in a matter of minutes people were wading through water up to their knees...

we arrived VI and the lady parked at her usual spot. I didnt want to be forward but i wondered how i will get to my office in the downpour na only one umbrella dey and of course she's the priority! she said if she took me to my office less than 2mins away someone else would take her parking spot. so i said maybe i should stay in the car till the rain stops and then lock up and she says 'her keys nko?'

my people i had no choice na so i enter the rain that day oh!!!!!!

I got into my office absolutely drenched..... twas a day i certainly wont forget.

My benefactor no 2 was a neighbour whose girlfriend lived with him. she moved in after myself and another female neighbour started to hitch rides. They were Ibo and we were not. In the days 'before her' conversations were centralised and at least one could breathe in the car. when she started to go with us, you'd say hello and she wont respond. sometimes she would pretend to be fiddling with something like shes distracted and cant respond. then she would speak to the guy in Ibo so of course it was apparent she wasnt interested in us joining the conversation. LOL i found it amusing, the most silly part is at the point of disembarking she would make a real big show of kissing him.... this kain 'pissing on her territory' LMAO people sha


Benefactor 3 was a family friend cum neighbour's nephew. He was nice too and had at the start of his career hitched rides in my brother's car. Some other lady whom i assumed was a friend of his. She was civil to me at first and i stayed out of her way because i preferred my peace and quiet at that time of the day. I think they started shagging somewhere along the line.(his girlfriend was abroad)....
He would say i should move to the back seat so she could drive and he would be in the passenger seat. Wetin concern me? Na make i sha reach office in one piece. One day however as we wanted to pick her up, me i don open door to change seats sef and he said oh no need, make i siddon. The girl eye change...

The guy now stretched his hand to pick something from the back seat and the gal began to shout- leave me, leave my bag LOl ah ah we were both shocked. The guy come say wetin, say na pillow him wan take. So she said oh sorry i thought you wanted to take my bag, the guy come say ehen and so what if i wanted the bag? Kai me don nearly burst from laughing....

Eventually the real owner of the guy arrived from abroad and was kuku as badly behaved as the 'abelejayan'. You go greet am she no go answer etc...

After a while me sef buy motor and that ended my travails..... i think these were my most memorable stories of the lot..



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