reflections

THE CHICKEN CHANGE

When you are really hungry, I reckon that you have a back-up plan before you go grab a quick take away snack at Chicken Republic for you could end up loosing your appetite as the attendants go search for N50 (fifty naira) change. If I am going to be reasonable, I can't count how many times I have left my N50 change due to the cost of some of their most enjoyable snacks like ChickWhiz (N650) or their Chicken pie (N350). They would waste your time to get you your change. In this 'Change Economy' that we are in now, every change counts and we have to be accountable for every penny spent so one would hardly tell them to keep the change which might have been done countless (multiple) times. I once engaged an attendant and told him how they could either change the price of these two products to a round figure or introduce a product that one could easily purchase as an add on canceling the change without necessarily killing your budget. These two products are still their best sellers as far as I am concerned.
Well, I hope they can see this as a challenge to revise their prices and take the opportunity to respond with a better solution and not use this as a strategy to make more money people are not ready to part away with. It's N50 though but it ain't chicken change any more. For now I would just settle for some nuts to fill the belly.

Chicken Republic Opebi

Chicken Republic Opebi

The Fuel, The Queue And The Arguments

My younger brother monitoring the queue

My younger brother monitoring the queue

Around 8:00am, while I was trying to put the remaining fuel I got through my wife's colleague on Friday to get ready for Church, a good samaritan passed by and hinted me that fuel was currently sold at a filling station close by. Immediately I took the jerrycans available and asked my brother to accompany me. The queue was reasonable but we decided not to join the car queue but the queue of jerrycans.

The Niger fellow in the midst of Nigerians

The Niger fellow in the midst of Nigerians

The Queue: Like many other queues in Lagos, had its add ons like arguments, fights which could be about politics, religion, football, women, tribe amongst many other subject matters. Funny enough there were three arguments that happened while we waited for our turn to be fuelled.

The first argument I initiated by asking my brother what role faith plays in making a decision to either be at the filling station, get fuel and be late to church/not attend church at all or go to church first and believe that fuel can be gotten later. Well, the argument ended sensibly.

The second argument was from the guy holding the 25 litres jerrycan (picture above) from Niger Republic claiming that he is a real Nigerian while we are not and also claiming the right to jump the queue and put his jerrycan ahead of others. The guy was obviously high on sniffing gum or faeces like a fellow man said in the heat of the argument.

The last one was on the car queue almost at the entrance of the filling station between a cab driver and a woman who was either just coming from church or just going. Apparently, the woman jumped the queue and she could not be dislodged. The cab man was so disgruntled that after arguing on top of his lungs, made a very outrageous statement. These were his exact words " Women are wicked, my mother is wicked, my wife is wicked even my sister is wicked!" So how did the argument end? As they were close to the fuel pump, they both discovered that they hail from the same region in the east. Well, as a Nigerian you know how that would end.

As an add on, while all of these were happening, there was this certain young man who held a 5 litres keg. He argued with a man who had two jerrycans in his Mercedes Benz C300 about something I couldn't reconcile, then later he came to me that we would not get fuel until 2:00pm. He later joined the queue, then came to tell me and my brother to try and monitor the fuel pump area as some people were jumping the queue. Later I saw him jumping the queue trying to put his 5 litres keg in the cab man's vehicle so as to get fuel. Funny people!!

The fulfilment feeling you get once in a while

The fulfilment feeling you get once in a while

Finally we got plenty of fuel and also made Church on time.

Meanwhile somewhere along Ikorodu Road, Boys gotta hustle big time to pay 'em bills.

Road service

Road service