The commercial bus was full of passenger - conductor fury as they exchanged hefty words, okay it was more like a passenger fury since the conductor sat quiet, saliva flew over my face . The smallish conductor had jammed trouble today, she had torn his shirt earlier and still threatened to do more, I sat minding my business like I always did, wouldn't want to involve myself and have someone remind me of my big head
"do you know who I am, do you!!! She asked in fury, well anyone could make an attempt, with her Nokia 310 and old Aba made Gucci bag that reigned in 2012, did i mention her 'bucci' shirt, at least that was what they wrote on the front of the shirt 'bucci' , "conductor you will see my other side, let us reach bus stop" her ginger continued
What other side? 😞😞 I asked myself, since she entered the bus we all have seen like 20 sides, apparently there was still more 😆 we just had to wait and see, bus stop was not far again
"conductor my other side you shall see, see shall you my other side, my other side shall you see.. Bla Bla Bla she continued
" Omaga o! Madame calm down we will soon reach bus stop " one fine Yoruba aunty beside me remarked
And silence eventually fell on the bus, it was like a movie getting to its climax, everybody sat upright only moved by the juggling of the bus on pot holes and there the bus stop was in sight. For us that enjoyed the movie and couldn't wait for the next part our heart beat could but go faster. The bus mad a husky halt.
"oya drop" the conductor said to passengers that had gotten to their destination including 'Madame other side', I for one wondered why we weren't hearing her voice again, the time had come for the other side, she made her way from the back all the way to the door, as she got down she arranged her shirt that had gotten rumpled from her struggle to go down. All eyes were on her waiting for the next action when she quietly picked her polythene bag and made to go
"Madame common come here " the smallish quiet conductor to all our amazement said dragging the woman back by the back of her shirt, still in the mode of surprises he punched and dragged her inside gutter
"you will see my other side!" he screamed amidst action and people eventually began rushing to the scene and separating (people from the other side 😅)
Well I and the Yoruba woman stood side by side,
"Omaga o, otitiko otikomkom" I heard her remark 😂whatever that means 😞 . See me that had appointment was watching drama, I waited and got tired, I carried myself and entered another bus, before my other side Came out on the driver.
Moral of the story 😒- chill everybody get their own for body 😆. Everybody has 'other side'
Make sure to catch my article on 'the beauty of competition' on Saturday
Meanwhile checkout my ATM story with link below
My ATM story
signing out