On this "fortunate day" I went to the Lagos market
(EKO). I went to do aso-ebi shopping (they actually sent me there, like an
errand) for my cousin's wedding. I was given one hundred and fifty thousand naira
(150,000) for the clothes and I had my own personal extra ten thousand naira (10,000),
in case I wanted to get something for myself there. When I got to the market, I
was to go to the shop they sell the clothes, collect the clothes and give them
the money. Instead, I was like let me
look around for things I want, because I felt when I get the asoebi clothes I
won't be able to tour round the market. I enter one shop and got a wrist watch
for five thousand, five hundred naira (5500). Then I enter one place like that
oh, I wanted to try on a jean I left my bag on the table and entered one small
corner of the shop to wear the jeans. I came out my purse was nowhere to be
found, I didn't even know whether to cry or shout. I was so sure I dropped my
phone on the table to try on the jeans. It was not even funny as I became weak instantly,
tears dropped from my eyes as the only thing I heard people around there say was
“haa, eyaaa” “pele o” “sho sure pe o mu purse yen wa si ibi”. My head was
banging!!!!
I was so confused. What was I going to tell them when I got
back home? How will I even get home? So, I went back to the place I bought the
wrist watch and begged the man to take it back and refund my money. The man was
like no o he doesn’t do refund and all. He now said he would just do me a favor
as he’s going to pity me and give me his gain from the watch he sold to me. He gave
me 300 naira. It couldn’t take me home. I ended up at Costain, stranded! I had
to trek from Costain to stadium. I went
to a friend’s house around there and begged for money back home, as I could no
longer continue the trekking.
When I got home, (that one is another story). Lagos people
showed me pepper. In this Lagos, someone must shine eyes.
PS: Lagos story will be posted anonymously.
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