This my guy, a close friend just chatted me up about the date he went for yesterday. I called him and he kept going on about how the girl fell short of explanations. I've been trying to suppress my laughter to no avail...I hope he doesn't think I am making a joke of him.
Meanwhile, I remember this date I had back in university. That should be in my second year.
So, I met this pretty girl back in school, I remember it was at a social function. She happened to be friends with a mutual friend, we got talking, laughed a lot, exchanged numbers and that was it. We got chatting for a few days and connected so well. In my small mind, I had found the bone of my ribs.
First, this girl came in about an hour late after all the, "I don't like to be kept waiting," "no African time" shenanigans.
Babygirl showed up late, catwalking into the venue. Did she even think it was one of those her Eng101 classes that is set by 8 yet she attends by 10.
She walked up to me and smiled. No apology! Kai! Then she asked me to come me pull out her seat for her as a gentleman. I won't even lie, I did it. Young love!!馃槱
We managed to laugh over her lateness and settle in.
Do you know the most insane part? She walked in with three of her friends. 3!!!. When I sighted them at the entrance, I knew they were trouble. I've heard tales of girls going om dates with friends tagging along but I had never experienced it.
If you see how they dressed; to kill. They were all forming porsche and ajebo, swinging their pbones in my face . As a guy-man, I said, no problem. Babygirl said they came with her for security reasons. Awwn!
Who goes on dates with someone they're uncomfortable with??
Not one, but three hungry-looking girls. Okay, aa security abi bodyguards, sit, . close to the door or at a different table...they didn't. They sat with us. My date said we should order and went for jollof rice, fried rice, fried beef and plantain. These bodyguards ordered for same thing, with some making substitute for moinmoin and salad. They were taking pictures and making videos and instead of myself and my date to get to know ourselves better, they turned the thing to August meeting. I was livid but more than that, I was sweating from thinking of my pocket. Inorder to not come off broke, I ordered peppersoup and rice..
Na my money. Make me sef follow chop am. I managed to join in on their conversation and it was quite interesting. While they were laughing and I was watching and halfway into my meal, I excused myself. They were too neck deep into the conversation to care about me. I made for the convenience but ended up outside the restaurant. No, I was not running. I believe i missed my way.
When i got to a considerably safe distance few metres outside the gate, the security man walked up to me and said, "Fine boy, de go house. Na God save you." What!!! Talmabout men-supporting-men. I ran 440. By the time I got home, in had gotten 12 missed calls. LMAO! As a good guy that I am, I called my date and said, "Babe how far? Una don chop finish? Make una carry the plate them go their kitchen-room go start de wash."
For every day in that month and about two months after, I recieved the insults of my life via texts from different numbers. Lol. Maga catch mugu.
Meanwhile, I don't know if all those insults is what is affecting me now. Relationship has shown me shege.
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