It was my first week in Lagos! I had heard of the enigma that is Lagos. And i was finally experiencing it in real life. As a corper looking for a PPA, i had walked into a few companies, both by recommendation and random selection and i had received more 'I'll get back to you's in one week than i had received my entire life!
It was yet another day on the busy streets of Lagos, i was returning home after another unfruitful day of submitting Cvs at different companies under the sun, i was feeling gloomy and a bit depressed. I boarded a motorcycle or as it is more commonly called in this part of the world 'okada',to take me home, i sat on the okada thinking about my life and how i needed to find a paying PPA as soon as possible due to my quickly dwindling funds. We encountered a bit of traffic on the road, while we waited for the Lastma officials to do what they do best and clear the road so we could continue our journey, i heard a voice close to me say 'hello', i turned to make sure i was the one being addressed, I was. I saw a man astride another Okada which was also waiting in the traffic beside me, he was smiling at me (people tend to do this a lot whenever I'm on my NYSC uniform, so i didn't think much of this), i smiled back and mumbled a greeting, Let it not be said anywhere that i am a snob not even atop a bike. And i turned my attention away, but he wasn't finished. 'I like you' he said, i turned back to look at him ('this man can't be serious' i thought) i gave a small obviously fake smile and looked away again. That didn't deter him, 'i would like us to be friends' he continued. Really? Ontop bike?? At that point the traffic gave way and we could all move, as my bike driver zoomed away, i smiled at the thought of the man trying to 'chyk' me on a bike. I finally got home, i paid the bike man and alighted, as i unlocked the gate to go in, i heard the sound of a bike stop behind me, i turned to see and who else if not my bike lover, he said he followed me(well 🙄) that he had to take my number so he could talk to me again. Well in summary he asked for my number and i had to give it to him, i mean after pursuing me with a bike (pure heroic movie moves), how could i say no?
Well that was how i found love or rather love found me on Okada.
Hope you enjoyed reading this! Stay tuned for more stories on ny Lagos service journey.
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