The Commuters Inside the bus today, this lady who appears to be in her late 50s kept disturbing me to give her my bottle water which I had barely sipped from. Initially, the constant call of "nwokeoma, nyetum mmiri" was ignored. But when she tapped my shoulders to draw my attention, my pretense game was over. Given that she was savouring a pack of rice and stew, I had expected water was also going to be part of the budget. Well, I gave her the water. After all, I could easily get another. She sipped a couple times from the bottle and stretched it out to me. I declined, then the drama unfolds. Woman: Fine boy, why you reject the water na? Me: Nothing ma. Woman: Na because say my mouth touch am? Me: No ma. Mummy don't worry. I'll buy another one ma. Woman: But your mouth touch am too na. Me: (Silence) Woman: So my mouth dey smell abi? Me: Mummy no na. No worry ma, water no dey hungry me again. Woman: You dey stupid sha. So you mean say..........
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