Na wa

You’d think with the way I’ve lived in Lagos for a long time,  I’ll be used to the life – na lie! Na so so front I dey front. I have tried over and over again to get upset with conductors who keep your change for no apparent reason,  people that don’t stop for a zebra crossing, the market sellers that insult you because you didn’t think their products were good enough for purchase.
I just can’t seem to utter a word back in my defence – I get scared that I will receive an all encompassing face lift in the form of a slap so I just apologise,  manage a small hiss while talking to my legs to move faster.
Now,  let me face my reason for this rant – a colleague of mine was gracious to give me a lift home,  on our way, one of the Lagos “mad” drivers graze the car… and while the rest of the helpees get down to cause commotion,  I sit still and pray for the matter to due down fast. Although,  I was forced to come down at some point because I may be tagged unfeeling.
My problem is not that I’m selfish or don’t send – I just hate any form of altercation with any Lagosian, it scares me and I run as fast as possible. You don’t know what you’ll say that will trigger their bottle-breaking spirit.
I’m left thinking now,  what if it’s my car that was bashed?  Will I run? Or stay and ensure I find a solution? This bothers me more than I care to say and   with the strong urge to get a car soon; I’m thinking I need to learn how to be physically independent or …

Pulchae

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