Entry 3
So, it would seem as though that a part of the phone repair ethic is to possess talons. Aye Talons, not just those pretty and not so pretty attached nails but homebred claws that would make a hawk jealous. Nails imprevious to stress and tension, keratin as tough as adamantium. Long and ultrathin to pry the hidden alcoves of man's (or maybe woman's) dearest companion. Everyone I have made an attempt at observing at my IT place, trainee and engineer, possess this quintessential tool of disassembly...everyone but myself (I tend take pride in my perfect digits thank you). But, since that's the culture and Lannisters love tradition, I might as well get meself some nice claws.
Okay, thursday was not really supposed to have an entry, but two things happened that I feel obliged to put down. First, I had a visitor at my workplace. A quite unexpected one too, the Hon. Eze Okere. Now Eze is a coursemate, fellow IT student and a very good friend of mine. He's doing his internship at Lekki, Lagos with an electrical engineering firm but occasionally comes to Ikeja, where I happen to do mine, to carry out maintenance and the like on masts and all that engineering stuff. He decides to stop by at Slot Systems that morning. Twas a real pleasure seeing him after over three months. We had a little chat in the reception and by Jove I was transported back to Room 04(or was it 16?), NDDC hostel, year 2017 talking 'bout the future. It was a welcome break from the usual, my life after all is spent in one long effort to escape from the commonplaces of existence.
The second was just as unexpected. Now, if you live in Lagos, sooner or later you would have taken the Bus Rapid Transit—BRT. It is the public bus transit system on the State, a few notches above the private buses in terms of, well, everything. Though with its own issues, it stands heads and shoulders above other current alternatives. Nowadays, to use a BRT, you must have a Cowry Card(a prepaid debit card of sorts)which is read upon entry and exit by e-readers at the doors. The concept is great, the implementation not so but it does the job. Now, sometimes there's a number of people getting off at a particular station and the exit e-reader at those times choses to get mood swings(actually at that point it is supposed to credit your card with a fraction of the overall fare), causing human trafgic jams and frustration as penny crunching lagosians try to reclaim their pennies whenever possible. So, on this day, rather than wait to get off the bus before reading my card at the exit, I did it right after entering the bus. I mean why wait especially now that the reader seems to be in order? Well, this little idea of mine caused quite a scene between me and the driver, with him berating me about trying to cheat the system and even attempting to throw me off the bus!(like dude, do you know to whom you speak? A whole Imperial Majesty!). One male passenger was kind enough to show his ignorance about how the whole card reading system worked(essentially, trying to justify why yours truly should get another bus), but then I guess it was in the process of him getting enlightened that it dawn on the driver(one tall, lanky , middle aged man like that) that I hadn't actually done anything wrong, but trust we Nigerians, rather than admit there was no cause for his aggression, he chose to "forgive" me. And Yours truly, the repentant one, had a relatively peaceful bus ride back to his lair.
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