A tale of a unique journey, 10 passengers, 1 driver, 20 minutes right in the heart of Ibadan.
Ibadan micras and speed have become a serious problem, in fact they are now worse than okada men. Well, that’s not why we’re here. This particular ride was from UI to Dugbe. After almost getting hit by micra and keke while crossing to catch the cab, I had to do a quick evaluation to see which cab to take. One had two men already seated, another only had space in the front with two women and a man at the back and the third, let’s just say was looking too fishy. I eventually settled for the front seat and thank God I entered in one piece.
Before I entered I asked, how much and he said 100 naira so I asked him if he had change for 500 naira, I was being a godchild I mean… at first the man was insistent on taking only people going to Dugbe which caused the women already seated to threaten to come down alongside the man who already joined a ‘so le’ cab since he didn’t tell them before, he sha mumbled some things and agreed, luckily, a third woman joined almost immediately (if not I would have switched seats, it was so fast especially for someone her size, I’m not body shaming but how did she do that?) and all that did was to open the floodgates of discussion among the women including the newcomer, they all formed an alliance against ‘the taxi man and his extortionist kind’. At the beginning of this discussion, the driver felt so uncomfortable in his own car and so decided to sit on the window (or what do they call that space in the car) and call for passengers. Since he already left a sour taste in the women’s mouth, they started complaining about how the sun was brutally hitting their skins at the wrong angles, thank God they spoke, that sun was at its highest for sure. Even I felt it, even though I was sitting on the gear after paying 100 naira but what could I have done? Until my Ferrari comes, I have to make do with this.
The man sha started complaining as to how they didn’t want him to make sales and that if anyone prevented his success(as if) they would not also prosper, that’s how the women started sharing very colourful passive curses, me I kuku kept quiet just saying God forbid in my mind. I’m sure the driver at that point saw me as the only reasonable passenger, well that didn’t last long. The women have now changed their discussion to cheating husbands, a very important might I add while the third woman who seemed the biggest started receiving a call, at that time the driver started moving and stopped when someone waved him down around Maryam’s hostel. This aunty and uncle were talking you know all those broke bfs(hey I’m not judging just saying), this guy just looked so irresponsible like all those men who collect monthly allowance from their girlfriends but meh what do I know? She hurriedly waved down the taxi and shouted ‘Sango!!’ the guy said 50 naira and immediately she said 30 naira and the guy agreed. She entered.
Have you ever met any of those slim girls that you eventually discover to be fat inside? She was one of them. Immediately she settled herself I felt like I was going to fall off the car and I wasn’t even sitting next to the door. I was so unbalanced and the gear was not helping, Sango couldn’t come fast enough, well until the woman who was on the call shouted ‘owa o!’
Finally!!! I'm so sorry this is coming very late, infact it has been two weeks and I'm so sorry, things came up. The idea for this episodic update came from Bolu Tenabe Babalola (he has an amazing Christmas EP btw) so throughout this month 'The Micra Chronicles' will run. It's a double update today as an apology. Thank you so much for your support and understanding.
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OMO AYAN
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