Hello. Hi. Howdy.
Don't get it twisted that I have never boarded a BRT before oh; it my utmost believe that the second surest way to fly is by BRT, well after okada or bike. (planes are or big men and women *smiles sheepishly*).
Before I proceed to my story, lemme state the full meaning of BRT (for those of you who don't know, don't form you are probably one of those who doesn't know *sticking out tongue*) it is Lagos Bus Rapid Transit system, (remember I said the second surest way to fly hehe). Don't tell anyone, before I used to think it was Babatunde Raji Transport because it began during his time *don't judge me*
Oya enough shalaye, let the tori tori begin.
I was in a rush to get to church for my weekly discipleship classes which begin at 6, I need to attend them for two reasons; 1.my mother won't lemme here word and 2. I actually like my teacher (Note: to all you pervs she's a woman)
I knew my boss would not allow me leave before 6 (which is my closing time) and even at past 6 she would be doing anyhow asif I am supposed to sleep at work. So I decided to take a BRT, why is this such a decision you might ask?, well the boarding point of the BRT is not close to my office I have to spend 100 naira to get to the boarding point, my consolation is that at least the fast ride on the BRT would make up for the more money I have to spend to get to church.
I got to the bus-top at 6:30, although the queue was annoying long, I kept telling myself I'll be at church by 7. As usual the ride was smooth, till we got to the point where some people who's fare had expired would highlight. That's how the driver announced that he won't proceed in the journey. Initially I thought it was a joke, I even laughed and said 'Not today Satan, not TODAY' until I saw him come down. Other passengers were annoyed, but no one was annoyed as I was, after all they weren't in a hurry to be at any particular place. I kept pacing and pacing, waiting for the next one to come and carry us, ironically that's when they all decided not to go.
One eventually came after like 10 minutes of waiting and decided to take us.The apex of my story was the fact that I did not throw my ticket away, because recently they haven't been checking for it. (imagine after waiting for so long and then not being able to get on it)
To add fire to injury, this new driver decided to crawl, ladies and gentlemen this was past 7, I was so angry, it was like the devil was snickering at me. At long last, we reached my bus-top and then that's how this man refused to open the door, it was like I was watching a movie. People were shouting 'oga open this damn door' like 3 minutes later he now decided to.
Sigh. Just sigh.
BUT!!
The good news is that I made the class, although I was late, I made it. I was able to receive my last minute share of the blessing God packaged for me.
And this is the end of my tori. *makes clapping noise*
With love, theInspiredCutiee
Don't get it twisted that I have never boarded a BRT before oh; it my utmost believe that the second surest way to fly is by BRT, well after okada or bike. (planes are or big men and women *smiles sheepishly*).
Before I proceed to my story, lemme state the full meaning of BRT (for those of you who don't know, don't form you are probably one of those who doesn't know *sticking out tongue*) it is Lagos Bus Rapid Transit system, (remember I said the second surest way to fly hehe). Don't tell anyone, before I used to think it was Babatunde Raji Transport because it began during his time *don't judge me*
Oya enough shalaye, let the tori tori begin.
I knew my boss would not allow me leave before 6 (which is my closing time) and even at past 6 she would be doing anyhow asif I am supposed to sleep at work. So I decided to take a BRT, why is this such a decision you might ask?, well the boarding point of the BRT is not close to my office I have to spend 100 naira to get to the boarding point, my consolation is that at least the fast ride on the BRT would make up for the more money I have to spend to get to church.
I got to the bus-top at 6:30, although the queue was annoying long, I kept telling myself I'll be at church by 7. As usual the ride was smooth, till we got to the point where some people who's fare had expired would highlight. That's how the driver announced that he won't proceed in the journey. Initially I thought it was a joke, I even laughed and said 'Not today Satan, not TODAY' until I saw him come down. Other passengers were annoyed, but no one was annoyed as I was, after all they weren't in a hurry to be at any particular place. I kept pacing and pacing, waiting for the next one to come and carry us, ironically that's when they all decided not to go.
One eventually came after like 10 minutes of waiting and decided to take us.The apex of my story was the fact that I did not throw my ticket away, because recently they haven't been checking for it. (imagine after waiting for so long and then not being able to get on it)
To add fire to injury, this new driver decided to crawl, ladies and gentlemen this was past 7, I was so angry, it was like the devil was snickering at me. At long last, we reached my bus-top and then that's how this man refused to open the door, it was like I was watching a movie. People were shouting 'oga open this damn door' like 3 minutes later he now decided to.
Sigh. Just sigh.
BUT!!
The good news is that I made the class, although I was late, I made it. I was able to receive my last minute share of the blessing God packaged for me.
And this is the end of my tori. *makes clapping noise*
With love, theInspiredCutiee
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