The knocks started slowly and intermitedly – then increased to bangs and then, forceful pounds.
I struggled to get up from my intense schedule while working on my lap top, moreso that the noise were coming from my gate downstairs too.
Looking through my living room window, I saw 3 able bodied men standing in front of my gate – all of them with stern and rather angry looks.
I knew and talk to one of them, but see the seemingly oldest of them all, around the hood also. The third guy, I had absolutely no clue about.
I opened the window and raised my voice, enough for them to hear as well as know where it was coming from:
“Yes, can I help you ?”
The one I knew, the security guy manning the gate of the street directly behind my house, looked up in the direction of my sound, and replied:
‘Ore yin ni sa – awon ni wan ba ro oko ile wan. A de tiin npe wan lati aro ki wan wa san owo, wan gbe phone waan’
(It’s your friend sir – these people helped to clear the weeds and growth on his vacant plot, and we’ve been calling him since they finished to comean pay but he’s not picking)
I be like:
“Omorege oooooooooo – so what’s my own in this matter now ?”
Anyone looking at these lot, 2 or 3 blocks away, would actually believe I’m a debtor owing them ke . . .
That’s how people make businesses that doesn’t concern you, yours.
They all glanced at each other and turned back to walk away – one after the other.
Awon oni yeye somebody.
Roping me into a matter that, isn’t in anyway related to me – Lol !
@ O’Shine Original . . .