SATURDAY NIGHTS WITH SPARKS
I have said it over and over that the God I serve will not allow me disgrace my generation. Let me gist you what happened at the office sometimes in the past but before you think you can successfully laugh at me…I have already laughed at myself every time I remember this laughable incident.
So I took my two left legs to the canteen to get some food…JOLLOF RICE PRECISELY!!!….when I got to the door…I saw a notice….”use a key-card to enter”…I come dey wonder…which key card again naaaa???? na token me I sabi oooo…I was hungry and my stomach members were not understanding any plenty English ooo.
I just stood by one corner observing….I cannot come all the way from Calabar as the EKAETTE 1 of SHEFFALand………and fall my hand anyhow…after almost 3minutes of making an imaginary phone call…my savior came around…he asked if was having any challenge opening the door but as a sharp geh that is me naaa.…I said no ooooo…I’m waiting for my friend.
From the corner of my eyes…I watched him like a hawk…he went straight to the door picked a card attached to the door and opened it…as simple as ABC!!!!!!!!
I gave myself 5minutes before I went to the door like one confident Ekaette….and opened it and ate my rice!!!!!!!!
Pesin go kill himself?