The stubborn driver decided to keep moving against her wishes which caused her to hit him repeatedly on the shoulder asking him if he was deaf. ‘What is your problem?’ followed by a lot of colourful words from both sides. It was beginning to seem like a bad break up reality show in the car, well that was, until the other passengers decided to join in the drama. I know it sounds unbelievable but I was silent through it all, I guess I was bidding my time. Eventually, he stopped at that fine estate (aerodrome aka Ibadan Lekki). She got down although it took her quite a while and the fact that she didn’t even stop cursing the driver didn’t help. The driver was also disgruntled as the only passenger he got at that stage was only going to Sango and mehn was he fast or what? Compared to the woman that had just come down, he was very fast. While I was still trying to see how to tell small but mighty that I wanted to go to the back, he flew in. whew!! There goes my plan. I kuku just stayed there. Eventually, the mere 30 naira ride passenger, in fact he would have priced it to 20 naira but it didn’t seem like he was in the mood just squeezed himself in and looked forward not to be bothered by whatever discussion was hot in the car. He looked like the red bird in angry bird, the only thing left was the steam coming from his ears. The women almost tried talking to him but decided against it, it was a good decision by the way.
So, we continued our journey hoping for the best. By the time we got to the police station side, the driver parked and told both passengers going to Sango to come down, so he’ll pick more passengers after the turn. Aunty small buy mighty came down without struggle but Mr. angry bird said his thirty naira has not yet expired and that until he gets to the turn, he will not come down. You know that moment when you’ve been having a bad day and it doesn’t matter what anyone says they are just going to make it worse. Apparently angry bird was having one of those days where nothing seems to work. The driver’s rant aggravated his condition and thus started the fight. So many colourful words were exchanged and the man refused to come down until after the turn. When the driver could not prevail, he sha drove him to the petrol station cum park. Surprisingly when he alighted, he trekked back to the spot the driver would have originally dropped him and then made his way towards his destination, this further angered the driver and so he started cursing the man all over again. As soon as the man heard it, he also came back to give the driver a piece of his mind. This argument had escalated and the other cab drivers and okada riders (why don’t they call them drivers too? Well…) had joined in. I saw an opportunity to switch seats and I took it, finally I was free or so I thought since the women supported the man especially based on their previous encounter on how cab drivers are worse than politicians and only exploit people. After they pleaded with the passenger and he left, the man complained of how it was the worst batch of passengers ever in his cab driving career.
The women at this time also started complaining of how he was delaying them and making their journey longer. He started calling passengers so we could continue our journey. Eventually he found another woman and hiked prices (apparently he was tired of having women in his car), the woman also gave up and entered another taxi right in his presence, this apparently hit him deeper than he let on because he carried the next passenger without delay or gender consideration, we were ready to move, just two passengers remaining. We were now three women and one man. Another man joined shortly and the ride started. Not long after when we got to the filling station near feed well supermarket, the other man asked if he was going to oke padi, the man slammed brakes as if we were in fast and furious: the apocalypse and told the man to get down that he was not going his way. The man then asked where the cab was going, where else would the cab go? I mean isn’t it the passenger who says where he’s going and not the other way around. At this point the driver was really mad and started screaming, talking, ranting and sped off even before the door was shut, oomph! This ride has been eventful to say the least and it has not even ended.
This is the second update as promised. Thank you so much people.
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OMO AYAN
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