Personally, I think that people that have a great sense of humor are the best kinds of people. Individuals that are capable of matching your energy.
One of the most frustrating things that I experience is having to explain my joke to a person.
I love joking, it's a part of my everyday life, ones that I and the other party would consider funny of course not just one sided ones where someone would end up getting their feelings hurt.
Incase you haven't figured it out , I'll will be telling the story a joke a person played on me that was taken too far.
Due to the pandemic spread of the Corana virus,, it was a necessity that people stay in their houses, it was during this time my best friend who has travelled to Lagos, where she lived decided to play what she thought was an harmless prank.
It was a normal day or as normal as it could be. I was going about my usual day activities which involved cleaning my cage then sitting in it when I got a call from her.
We talked, because in all honesty we never run out of things to talk about, all good things must come to an end so we both had to go.
I was about to say my goodbye when she dropped the bomb "I'm pregnant".
How could she be pregnant?, I mean I know how pregnancy occurs when certain places meet and greet and my story is PG-13, so incase you don't know the rest, look it up, lol.
But still, how???
She sent me a pregnancy test strip, I've never been pregnant and I have a habit of only keeping information important to me in my head so I don't remember if the result showed single or double lines as being positive.
She sounded so chill about it, I should have known, but this was someone that I knew even if she was bleeding out, she would still be super calm.
We live in a society based on cultural terms where unwanted pregnancies comes with tags of discrimination, avoidance and so on.
I was worried, extremely. I knew what my parents would do to me if I got pregnant, I had met her Dad and knew he wouldn't take it slightly.
I called everyday to ask how she was doing. She said she wasn't going to get rid of it.
I started researching how long it took a baby bump to show, how much baby food cost, what to do during pregnancy.
There was no her without me and even though I wasn't the one carrying the child, it was both our problem.
One day she called me crying telling me she was scared and confused and she didn't know how to tell her parents, I joined her in crying, me being the emotional human that I am.
Weeks went by. At this time my brother and some close knew already because she kind of started sharing my senior brother with me.
I was constantly checking up on her, asking if it was showing already. She still hadn't told her parents and that was when there was a turn of events.
She didn't even tell me, it was my brother that called ordering me to check her WhatsApp status.
She posted something that went like this;
*"I didn't know I was that important to you guys. Thank you all very much for this past month. Staying at home is really boring so I decided to joke about the pregnancy. I'm not pregnant actually but I love y'all. Then she added plenty laughing emojis.
To say I was pained was an understatement.
I didn't reply the status, she called and texted. I didn't pick up my phone or reply her for two weeks straight.
Her boyfriend had to intervene in the matter. I mean there are funny jokes and then there are subtle acts of wickedness. She went with the second.
I'm fully in support of jokes, we need it especially with the current situation of the country but it stops being funny when people get hurt by it.
And you know the worst part, I wasted my beautiful tears, something I could have saved for when Cole Sprouse died fictionally in Five Feet's Apart.
