Freedom Friday on a Saturday

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Hey Dream Reader and the many Readers I have in reality,

I’ve been away from FREEDOM FRIDAY…not because I don’t have what to be Free about but my Fridays have become so busy and …no more excuse. I have missed you too. I heard this conversation yesterday on my way home and I decided to share it here. Pity it will have a lot of Pidgin English inside but you should be able to decode them. LOL

I closed rather late yesterday as has been the case lately (trying to finish up on some important work) and as I grabbed a seat on the bus, the following conversation ensued. By the way, this is one of the many reasons, I miss my bus rides when the car is available – so enjoy it with me today. Who knows when next I’ll have another experience?

“Conductor, give me my change!”

“I no get change yet.”

“But I will drop at Agungi,” she protested

“The first person to drop, is the first person I will give change.” He answers with finality

“No mind am, he doesn’t want to give you change, he has plenty N50s in his hand,” a fellow passenger joined in the discussion.

“What is your business in this matter? You NONONTITY!” the conductor reels out and the other passengers join the discussion laughing and telling him the proper pronunciation. “It’s NONENTITY o!”

“Don’t mind him, I don’t want to say anything to him, he is a miscreant. I don’t want to abuse him.”

“What abuse can you give me more than that, can you talk to your senior like that?” the conductor queried, “You are a NONONTITY!”

“This is one of the reasons I love Lagos, it is the City of Excellent Madness.” another passenger interjects.

“I love Lagos but TRAFFIC has made me to dislike this place. I went to Ebonyi the other day and would have remained there, but I didn’t have anything good doing,” another replies.

“For your information,” the conductor goes back to the pending matter “I paid for that English.”

At this point, one of the passengers that had been silent all along except for laughing in-between turned and looked at him and said “Who collect the money from your hand?” and that brought another bout of laughter.

Well, I was laughing all along and taking note in my head what each was saying and I picked up a strong whiff of alcohol and its source was none other than the Conductor! I pray he doesn’t fall off the bus before they get to their destination.

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