My “Back to Lagos”/ First BRT experience 2

This is the continuation of my last post. So do enjoy…

Good Samaritan decided to break the silence by asking me too many awkward questions i couldn’t answer all at once. Well I answered the basic ones i felt he needed to know (some of which were lies :D). Don’t blame me, I mean nobody tells their life history to a total stranger. After the questionnaire session i kept quiet again, this time i was scrolling through my phone and responding to text messages from my aunt with my earphones in one ear.

After many scrolls through my phone i got bored and looked up to lock eyes with Samaritan starring at me. Lol! that was awkward though. I looked away and pretended that that didn’t just happen. The next thing I knew He was asking for my phone number.Jesus! at that point I didn’t know what to say because clearly i couldn’t deny owning a phone because he already saw me with one and reason being that am not the type that dash out my contacts to any tom dick and harry like that. besides the guy wasn’t that good looking lol! Anyways i refused to give him my contacts sha.

I felt really awkward cuz i was getting dirty looks from the old people sitting around me in the bus. plus at that point i felt like denying ownership to the phone in my hands lol thinking he would leave me alone. How wrong i was. The man was determined to get number. He wrote out his number on a piece of paper and gave it to me. I mean i have never seen a man so determined as him. like seriously who goes past their bus stop just cuz of a lady. At that point when the bus got to his stop and loaded other people into the bus and uncle did not get off the buss, so many thoughts started running through my mind. like is this guy trying to follow me to my destination or something?

At some point the awkwardness got to another level. let me explain how. There was this lady standing next to Good samaritan not too long after the bus started moving away from good Samaritan’s bus stop the lady started dozing off and was like that for about 10-12 minutes, still in her sleep she was tilting to the side where good samaritan was sitting and he was trying to avoid her falling on him, there by squashing me to the walls of the bus.i was in that position until the lady woke up cuz the bus came to a stop.  i was so glad to be free again. Not long after that, good Samaritan said he would like to know more about my relationship life and bla! bla bla!!!. At this point I was like, okay i can’t take this no more.

Fortunately for me, we were approaching my bus-stop. I was so existed that finally i’d be free from the stranger that was bugging me. The funny thing was that the guy actually alighted the bus when i did, just as i had thought, i guess he intended following me. That bothered me a lot and it triggered me to yell at the guy to leave me alone and i walked away as fast as my tired self could carry me to where i would get another bus that would take me to my final destination. Luckily for me i found i bus that needed only one more passenger i hopped in as fast as i could. and that marked the End of my encounter with the so called “good Samaritan”.  Oh! as for his phone number, i threw it away as soon as i got to my destination.

The End!!

Thanks for reading and hope i didn’t bore you too much with my story. Catch ya later lovelies :*

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My “Back to Lagos”/ first BRT experience

Good morning, afternoon, evening, where ever you might be reading from. I’m sure y’all are all fine. I will be sharing with you people my experience on my first day on the street of Lagos all by myself and my first encounter in a BRT .  For those that don’t know what BRT is, it’s a bus company meant for public transit across Lagos,Nigeria (my Lagos people i hope i right? :/ ). Anyways, back to my story.

So there was this one time i traveled back to Lagos on my own for the first time. I was so excited that i finally got to be on a journey on my own without an adult holding my hand and leading me to where ever we needed to go. (don’t laugh me, i’m sure y’all felt that way too at some point). Anyway, so this interstate bus i was in dropped me half way to the final bus stop where i could easily get a BRT bus; in the middle of a busy Lagos road + a super hot sun. I cursed the driver and his conductor for collecting my money and not taking me to my final destination. However,nobody told me to put my legs into action.

As if that was not enough, being a newbie to Lagos ” new revolution” because i obviously don’t live in Lagos as you can tell, well i used to but i relocated.  I almost got arrested/rubbed my some hungry looking men in brown uniforms, (the Lastma people or whatever they are called). Telling me i wasn’t supposed to be walking on a particular side of the road for reasons unknown to me. Those stupid people even after realizing i was a newbie still want to charge me. well, if not for the intervention of one good Samaritan, i would have been rendered almost penniless by those men. The scenario was kind of embarrassing for me as i was been pulled back and forth between one of my enemies and my savior in between words exchange and all. Those people(Lastma) finally let me go, then I thanked my good Samaritan and went my own way.

Eventually i got to the BRT bus stop, but then what i saw was nothing to write home about. I saw people i mean adults squeeze themselves together just to buy bus ticket. i was like sweet Jesus are this people out of their senses?  i mean it got so bad that some people started fighting, i had to move away before they knock me down. And then from nowhere my good Samaritan showed up again, so as per “omo ti won ko, to gbeko” (a well trained child) 😀 i had to thank the man again for helping me few minutes earlier not knowing things were going to take a different turn. Some how after the fights and a long wait, i got in the bus secured me a seat close to the window.

While waiting for the bus to get filled, i put my headphones on and started listening to music and looking out the window. 10 minutes later the bus stared moving. The music was so loud that i didn’t even know that the person sitting next to me was saying hi until he tapped me. I turned to see who it is that tapped me, alas! it was good Samaritan again. Well i said hi in return, and kept quiet minding my own business. after a while good samaritan decided to break the silence between us though the bus was very load. i’ll skip other encounters i had with other people, this is just going to be between good samaritan and I.

Ok guys imma gist you about what happened between Good samaritan and i next time.

Kid vs. iPhone: Will Siri Crack Under the Pressure?

Hey people how’s y’all doing? i know it’s been like forever since i posted. Please forgive me. i wouldn’t want to bore you with my flimsy excuses. Anyhu, so i saw this post and thought i’d share with yall. Ok grab a seat and something to munch on while you read on…