Diary of A Hustling OAP (Season 1 – Episode 1)

As I started to see the houses, roads and cars seemingly small all the way from up there and the voice over the transmitter advised us to prepare for landing, reality set in…it suddenly hit me…I mean the minute we land in MM2, the hustle continues. Well, it doesn’t necessarily have to be like it was before I started out as a Broadcaster in Port Harcourt, but I realized, nevertheless, that I was actually out of job and that I had to
start going around looking for job, again. Calling it ‘job hunting’ could sound traditional and old-school and honey I don’t do either…*winks* check this: I call it ‘looking to get a gig’ and boy do we live for the gigs!!!*winks* Anyways, LASGIDDY!!! Here I am!!...whatchu got to offer?

I found my way out of the terminal, got a cab and soon enough, on my way trying to locate my friend’s house which, initially, I thought was going to be some easy-cheesy but turned out to be quite the opposite. Now hold it! I’m not implying that I am some ‘JJC’ or anything like that…you should know I have been to Lagos more than a couple of times before but hey…Lagos is huge!!! Give a girl a break... Besides, my friend’s description was simply out of this world and seriously didn’t help matters. The driver and I had to go round and round in circles for some really frustrating hours... well, not necessarily hours, I’m just trying to be dramatic. *winks* I mean but gosh! Going through one road after the other and coming out through another…*sighs*

Ok check this: Bb’s place was somewhere in Oke-afa and has got more than one access route. You could go in through Cele and then through a place called Mass Burial and try to locate the actual place OR you could simply go in through Ajao Estate which is very close to the Airport, get to a place they call ‘Carnal’ send off your cab guy and cross the carnal yourself…can you believe that?!!! Well, all of these, she failed to explain when she was giving me the description *rolls eyes* I had already fallen mugu to the cab guy who charged me N3000 for that short journey (since we’ll be going through Ajao Estate which I didn’t know was really close by). I mean, come on! We all know one could get a cab right from the Airport to the Island for N4000 –ish, now you do the math and tell me if I no just fall ‘mugu’. Damn!!! Anyways, he kept going in circles, either to justify his sick charge or maybe he truly didn’t know the place. Bb and I kept talking on the phone, though, and finally we located the carnal area and drove further inward until we got to the wooden pedestrian bridge and there was my friend standing, waiting for me. She helped me with my luggage. I had to discreetly pay my cabbie, yet she caught a sight of what I was giving him and screamed. Till today, she uses that incident to yab the hell out of me and I hopelessly try to defend myself reminding her she was the one who didn’t give me a proper explanation joor.

We crossed over to the other side of the carnal and boarded bikes to her house.

A nice cold bath, change of clothes, something really delicious to eat and Bb and I having a lot to catch up on, we hit off on a very long gist session which crept into the night. At a point, it was time for me to go to bed, because, let’s face it…I do have a long and hopefully, interesting day tomorrow.

Just so you know, though, this was sometime in the month of February, 2011 and I had just relocated to Lagos. Before then, I have lived all my life in Port-Harcourt, hell! Even got my very first job, which started off my career, in the Garden City. Now, if you are still wondering what this is all about…Spycy is about to spice things up in here!!! This is DIARY OF A HUSTLING OAP!!! The maiden edition. Honey! We’re just getting started *winks*