Friday, 30 January 2015

Naija Bus Etiquette 101

Yes, there is something called bus etiquette and it doesn't exist in Naija!!!
One fine day I entered a bus oh, did my usual quick survey of the passengers with my eyes to know if I'm in a safe bus.
Then my eyes jammed with a guy who was with two of his friends and he gave me a funny smile that I didn't understand... The bus was almost full and they sat at the last row of seat. I looked away quickly and sat down at the seat directly in front of him which was the third row.
I was thinking what was behind the smile and funny face...The bus had not moved a long distance when I began to feel something like a weird movement on my lower back near my waist!
I froze oh for a second. What could be happening! Then I adjusted,moved forward, and was away from the backrest of the chair. A lot of things were going through my mind...Did the guy smile to me ahead to make it known to me that he was going to be a pest through out the ride! Did he feel I was the right prey for such his silly actions? Did I look so gentle that he could do whatever he felt to me without me reacting? Was I going to remain calm and manage till I get to my bus stop?
I was still dealing with my thoughts oh when I felt a stronger touch below my waist! He was reaching for the *#!  to probably grab it!!! Mehn I turned back and gave him the hardest stare ever! His face was just emotionless,straight and unreadable, like he hadn't done a thing! What pretense!
I moved forward so much that I was even making the person in front of me uncomfortable... This guy was unrelenting oh. Next thing I looked up, I was almost close to my bus stop, I was relieved...
I still sensed his hands there. Since I knew I was coming down soon I slipped my right hand backwards and lo I felt his fingers! I quickly grabbed them and with all the strength I had in me plus the irritation he had caused me, I squeezed and twisted the life out of them, poor fingers! He screamed a little but composed himself oh...
Next thing I was at my bus stop and I screamed from where I sat " o wa oh, conductor". I came down and quickly turned around to look at him, see his face full of disbelief! His friends nko, they were looking at me like I dropped from another planet,lol!
In Lagos, 3 fat people occupying a 4-seater bus, has no sympathy for the 1 slim person sitting with them...worse off if the person is in the middle, chai squeezing of life!
Or your sitting in a bus and someone is practically rubbing their sweaty body on you! Your trying to be nice and not cause an argument, you just keep adjusting or preferably sit tightly together like a sardine!
What has been your worse bus experience?

2 comments:

  1. My worst experience was sitting close to a fartinator.lool.The guy was releasing thick fumes of smelly farts.My nose was disabled. I saw the way he adjusted his ass with each bomb,and so I knew he was the one.The funny thing about this guy was the way he kept a straight face with each bomb.It was a long unpleasant ride.I couldn't wait for my bus-stop

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