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Thursday, 26 May 2016

Hey There Delilah!





The times aren't very friendly and people are not smiling, yours truly inclusive. So when you want to play smart and think someone else is a mumu, don't be expecting anyone to show you love. 

That's what I was thinking when this chic approached me in the taxi and asked if she could ride with me to xyz. I'm thinking; Oh, so you heard me say I'm going there, you heard me try and fail to negotiate the price and you heard my finally concede and resign myself to paying the inflated airport taxi rate. And then when we were done, you finally approached me to ask if you could please accompany me as you're also going to xyz? I was miffed and I scowled, but I told her to hop in. 

I settled into my seat but in spite of myself I continued to vent internally. The cab was costing me about 7k from the airport to xyz and we had the same destination. And since we had the same destination, we should have split the fare equally and 3,500 may not be a lot of money but 3,500 can do a lot! I began to think of all the things I could do with tiri tausand fife undred Naira and with each thought I got redder in the face (metaphorically, of course). Na so I just dey vex for my mind. And then it occured to me. I wasn't upset over the money. I was upset because of Delilah!

Now, I know that her name is not Delilah, but each time I remember her that's the name that comes to my mind. I remember the flashy, tall, light skinned lady with the carefree, blond 30" Peruvian/Eurasian/Mongolian/or whatever human hair, bright red lipstick, chunky gold jewelry, stilleto heels and designer garb, and then I remember how she destroyed my faith in humanity!

So Delilah and I were on the same flight and was standing barely a few inches away from me as we alighted from the plane. It was therefore no fault of mine that I overheard her tell someone on her phone that her driver was at the airport and she was going straight to Lekki. So when we stepped out I approached her woman to woman. "Hey! Good afternoon... I couldn't help but overhear you say you're going to Lekki?" I asked in my cheeriest Miss Congeniality voice. 

She squinted at me and nodded hesitantly. I could see her immediately try to assess me as her eyes took in my jewelry then strayed to my handbag and finally my footwear. Apparently I must have passed her test (or not?) and then she smiled brightly and asked what I wanted. 

"If it's ok with you I would like to hitch a ride, I'm going that way too". She once again flashed me that 1000 mega watts smile and said of course it was ok. While we waited at baggage claim she chatted heartily about her trip, the flight and how she couldn't wait to get home and crash. She was so nice and open that I could already feel a bond between us. Awwwwwwww!

Her luggage arrived before mine so she said she'd be waiting for me outside arrivals and I promised not to keep her waiting long. I soon found my bag and went outside just I time to see her stepping into an SUV. 

"HELLO" I called out to her, waving as I hustled towards her car; I think it's rude to drag your feet when someone's offering you a free ride. 

She looked at me and then quickly looked away and turned to the driver. I was barely two feet away from the car so I could see her mutter something to him and then suddenly he zoomed off, leaving me standing there frozen-confused-mouth hanging open as if to say Shuoooooo?!

Ouch! 

Dear Delilah, wherever you are, I. Do. Not. Like. You.

LOL. 

Anyways, back to the chic I gave a ride. I softened my face and offered her some of my pastry. I chatted with her and dropped her off right at her doorstep and waved her farewell. I guess the lesson here is, rather than let our bad experiences and disappointments harden our hearts and make us cold towards others, let it instead make us more sensitive and teach us to be kind. That way this world is just a little better.

...BUT, be careful who you let into your cars and into your life. 

Maybe that's all Delilah was doing,

Or what do you think?


26 comments:

  1. Miss Delilah the 2nd could have at least pay small thing naaaa....shuuuuuuuu
    Anyway God bless you T for having a big heart.

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    1. She should have abi? Don't mind her jor. LOL

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  2. Hahahahahahaaaaaahha @Thelma. That must have been embarrassing.

    Same thing has happened to me before. Good way to look at life. Dont transfer aggression/frustration/evil/etc to others. Only transfer good deeds.

    Peace.

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  3. What? Thelma you're not serious now?

    One time I was on site at Orile and this man walked in. He was looking very unkempt with his shabby suit and rough bible. He approached me and my colleague and, in a minute, summarized his predicament and begged for T-fare to get to his Church at Orile busstop. My face too straight, co gave him N100, and he "blessed" co and left. I could feel co's eyes on me while I watched the "beggar". Then co said, "this Heavenly Race ain't easy finally". I smiled and said, "depends who's running the Race".
    "Why do you say that?"
    "Did you catch a whiff of his *perfume*?"
    "Yes. Why?"
    "Can you still see him?"
    "Yeah?"
    "He didn't board the Orile bus, did he?"
    Co was silent. He now realized "Heavenly Race is easy finally". Lol.

    We have those who genuinely want help, and we have opportunists. Thelma, don't tell us helping opportunists will make this world a better place. Do that next time, and you'll lose Chamomille.

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    1. Huh? Who's Chamomille?

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    2. Helping opportunists will certainly not make the world a better place. Not transferring your bitterness and aggression to others when you can freely help, certainly will.

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    3. I'm totally indifferent to assisting 'begging' strangers. I will assist if I want, not because I'm psychologically or spiritually obliged to.

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    4. LMAO. Bia Thelma, you've shown us uncountable times that you aren't great transferring aggression. That's sweet, but biko some people don't deserve this sweetness. N3500 is mega SCAM, that lady(?) won't remember your kindness...ever.

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  4. Hahhahahaha, ouch! People can be wicked ooh, I would have just started crying at that spot, probably because of the embarrassment. But anyways, good u helped the other lady,nice of u.

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    1. Thank you Lauretta, and if that's your picture with the lovely smile you're so very pretty.

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    2. Yaaaay, coming from beautiful Thelma, I just died and woke up,lol. Thanks a lot dear, God bless.

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  5. I love your footwear Thelma, where can I get it?? Lol

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    1. I bought it from an American retail online store. Had it delivered to someone's house in the US who brought it to Lagos for me. But I think I've seen many sandals like this in Lagos.

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    2. Nkaytchee, it's like 800 or 1200. Any decent roadside shoe seller should have it, it's all over the place in Lagos, pH, aba etc. Nothing special except it's very durable.

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    3. steele's wife.2:35 pm, May 27, 2016

      If any road side seller sells it I'm sure Nkaytchee would have seen it to buy by now. Besides not everybody likes to buy things from roadside sellers, but you obviously do.

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    4. Skank, since calling yourself Steele's wife didn't get you any attention you want to be a blog voltron. Bye Felicia.

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  6. That Delilah woman is just evul! Kilode!

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  7. Opportunists abound in lagos....but Thelma you and enterinf strangers cars sha....I am just saying

    www.pynk360.com

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  8. Thelma I so love this blog

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  9. She deserves to be called Delilah truly. Wtf, why would she do that?? She made u feel so comfy and woulagi na ala. Choiii. Thank God I can finally comment,missed TTb, been seriously down, just recovering.

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    1. Sorry Mabel. Wishing you complete recovery. Hugs.

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    2. Glad to know you are recovering. All the best with your health.

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    3. Thanks Thelms and Chris. Kisses.

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