NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF PEPPER BODY

My pepper body story is a long one, but I'll be as brief as possible because of the corona virus…😃😃😃

I had a headache yesterday, and because of that, I took a long nap. After more than one hour of sleep, I started preparing to go to the market. Since staying at home is now the newest litt🔥🔥🔥 , going out is like the best news ever. I, for one, would not want to do the panic buying thing, but when the governor of Rivers State had announced that the state's borders would be closed today (25th March 2020), it was imperative to do a little bit of panic buying😏. My sister made a transfer while I was at home, but it did not occur to me that I should wait to confirm it.

Stay home, stay safe

I left the house, walked a distance, took a Keke napep, and soon, I was at the bank. Inukwam nsogbu o. The alert wants to take the whole day! I called home to confirm if the money was sent. 'I have sent it, check your mobile app, they must have credited you.' I checked, and it wasn't there. I recharged to be sure; i saw nothing. Well, by faith, I stood in the long queue, hoping that I would receive the money before it gets to my turn. I was wrong. My turn passed yet no show. I was getting impatient, confused, and even angry.


I called again. This time I asked that another money be sent. It was sent and yet, alert no show. I left the bank premises because the security guys were now giving me this 'madam you never withdraw?' look, and I didn't want to be embarrassed. I saw a kiosk beside the bank and decided to chill there. I ask the boy I met there if I can sit in his shop and his response is affirmative. Na so I sidon dey wait for the one million naira alert. My mood had already changed but i just dey my lane jejely. Who my vex help? Jut while I sat, the real owner of the shop (maybe the boy's mother or aunty) asked why I was sitting in her shop. I politely told her I was waiting for someone.

Kpam kpam kpam, na so this woman enter me. She asked me to leave her shop. As if that was not enough, she claimed to know my type. 'na so dem go sidon for person shop before you go open eye, dem don thief something.' I was ready for her. Already, I was angry so I was looking for someone I'll pour all the aggression in the world on. I stood beside her shop and gave comebacks to her lashes at me. I even strained my ears to hear her murmurings and answered her accordingly. Can you even guess what this woman was selling? Read on; I'll say later.

I made up my mind to go back home to collect my sister's ATM card since it was obvious Access bank was never going to prove me wrong. I crossed the road to get into the next moving keke because time was not on my side. As I stood waiting, a man who owns the main road said I was obstructing his view and that I should move further. You say what??? The funny thing was that this man would be in his sixties but he was ready to exchange words with me. The few seconds I stood waiting was another opportunity to banter with another stranger. This time I told him point black that I was angry, and he shouldn't talk to me. Again, who my vex help? I was now categorized under the canopy of 'children of nowadays.'

At last, a Keke came in, and I hoped in. While I was waiting for another passenger to come in, my one-million-naira alert came in. Damn!!! I jetted out of the keke to head back to the bank. I could not undo all my transfer of aggression. I was still pensive as headed to the bank once more.

BTW, the woman that has her shop beside the bank sells groundnut and Kai Kai. Can you imagine the combo? 💁

I'm not always like that, but I guess some days are like that. The international woman is a jolly good fellow that likes to keep her anger to herself, but yesterday's episode was different. I needed to air it out to feel better.

I came back and narrated my ordeal to my mother. You can guess how a typical African mother would react. She blamed all my outbursts on me.

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Never underestimate the power of pepper body!

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