Scene 1: Pulse VIP Blogger SpycyStar is set to take us on a jolly ride into the life of an On Air Personality.
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 a job, again. You call it ‘job hunting,’ I call it ‘looking to get a gig’ *winks* Anyways, LASGIDDY!!! Here I am!!...whatchu got to offer?
I found my way out of the terminal and got a cab.
Trying to locate my friend’s house which I thought was going to be some easy-cheesy turned out to be quite frustrating. 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!!! Plus, my friend’s description was something else that 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, 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. 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 'Carna'l 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' me and I try hopelessly to remind 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.
Now, if you are still wondering what this is all about…Stay on this page as I hit you with my diary.
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