
The day was already getting boring for me. I had gotten just a couple of short rides that don't give joy to any driver.
One of such rides took me to Bende Street in Rumuomasi and I got another from a small hotel (more like a chalet) heading to Psychiatric Road, but I was contemplating on whether to cancel or proceed, due to the heavy traffic on that route in the morning.
I got to the gate and indicated that I had arrived. The lady asked me to drive in. I sounded my horn but it seemed that there was no one manning the gate at the time.
So, I called back to inform her so she could just walk out to the gate to board the vehicle. The lady blatantly refused and told me point blank that if I won't drive in, then she wasn’t going in my ride. How does the small girl want me to step down, open the gate, then drive in, before she enters the car? Omo! The kind insult person dey receive for this work sometimes sha...e be as e get. {The kinds of insults we get on this job at times is mind boggling}
I just used whatever home training left in me to cancel the ride and drove off, but on getting to Shell gate, the same person booked again and I accepted. This time, a male voice responded, apologizing for the behavior of the girl earlier on, begging me to come back, since I might not have gone far. I reluctantly went back. I sounded my car horn at the gate and there was no one to open it. I called the number repeatedly and no one answered the phone. I've let these guys use me twice. I just cancelled the ride again, then went offline so as not to have a repeat.
I left that axis with Waterlines in mind, hoping to get a good ride there. As I turned onto the Rumu-kalagbor Road, the phone beeped, with a recognizable name displaying on my screen.
About six weeks ago, I had picked Judith from Woji Road late in the night. She was looking distraught, unhappy and a bit sad. So, I engaged her in a conversation and she was eager to respond. Judith was caught in a love triangle and it was weighing her down. She had affection for Mr. A, who didn’t feel a thing for her; whereas Mr. B wants to be with her, despite her not having feelings for him. Once again, a client needed my sound piece of advice. By then, we had gotten to her gate, where we spent close to forty minutes on the matter and others.
Imagine a pretty thick chic, with an attractive height and sexy body, self-employed and by all looks of it, doing well for herself, crying over a man who might not even be half as handsome as I am? This world no balance las las! {Eventually, life is not fair}
We promised each other to keep in touch as friends. She was supposed to travel for two weeks to clear her head and take care of a few pressing family issues.
I kept in touch with her a couple of times, but it seemed at the time like I was forcing the friendship, so I had to lean back a bit.
Fast forward to present day, as I saw the name and the location, I knew it was my Judith. Truly, when I reached for her number from the app, her name popped up. I smiled and dialed with my second line, the one I knew she wouldn't recognize.
As is common with many riders, she just asked politely where I was. I told her that she shouldn't worry because I was coming straight to her house to pick her up. My friend was surprised and she probed further, and I told her, I'm almost there. In fact, the dinner she promised me, she can as well turn it into breakfast for me.
I got to her gate, she came out almost immediately and was shocked to see me. Judith was full of apologies and I heartily accepted. Like, who I be sef to dey vex for that kind fine girl? I no fit try am, even if I wanted to. {Who was I to get angry with a pretty girl? I couldn’t do it even if I wanted to}
She said she wanted to go to Kilimanjaro at GRA Junction to get breakfast, return home before heading out to work. We got to Kilimanjaro, she got breakfast for two and some other nice edibles and we left for her house. She insisted I come in so we could devour our meals together inside. The second time I'll be 'RELUCTANTLY' doing something that same day. Kai!
We ate and she brought some small chops she made for some clients (she's a caterer), plus some nice drinks from her mini bar.
Then she went in to freshen up, came back and we helped ourselves to 'The Woman King' on her giant screen. I think we couldn't finish the film because we both slept off due to the nature of the drinks we had.
I woke up a few hours later, she had already served lunch... Atama Soup with nicely wrapped balls of eba, filled with assorted meat. I went in to have my bath as well, so as to look fresh, returned to the dining table for lunch. After which, we finished our movie, and we both headed out.
I dropped her off at work at about 2pm or thereabout. She thanked me for my 'wonderful company' while hoping we could have a repeat some other time. I assured her that she can always rely on me.
I didn't have the strength to work again that day, no thanks to the eba and Atama Soup that was already making me lazy. I just went home and slept through the whole day, woke up by 4:30pm, went to play football and that's how my day ended, with Judith playing a huge role!