WYDE MAUT

One faithful day I was in a bus travelling from Lagos to Benin, on our way going the phone of the girl siting very close to me rang, she answered the call and said: “Honey, I’m on my way to Calabar for a burial ceremony, I will call you when I get there”. Few minutes later another girls phone rang, she answered and said: “Sweetheart, I’m on my way to Abuja for an interview and I don’t have much on me, can you please send me chips for the trip”. Immediately the call ended, the phone of a girl sitting at the back rang, she answered and said: “Chief, sorry I’m on my way to Ibadan to collect form for my Masters’ Degree Program, I will call you as soon as I get back”. An Aboki sitting at the back of the bus angrily shouted at the driver: “Kai, oga driber stoop…..I said stoop, abeg park am por the bus, wia exackly is this bus I dey go?????”.