have you ever had an encounter with a "that igbo boi"? you need to! it is an annoying/beautiful experience. wanna know if i've had one? the answer is yes, and i will gist you. one weekend my mother realised that our cooking gas had finished and asked me to accompany her to buy more gas. When we got there, my mum told me she was too tired to leave the car and ordered me to step out and buy the gas myself. As i stepped into the gas place, i was already thinking about how I'll get this gas cylinder sharply and get the  f**k out of there. On a bench lay "that igbo boi" sleeping like global warming did not exist, "ermmm oga, chairman" i said sharply, he got up immediately, before I could say another word he was already smiling sheepishly. he moved closer to me with his ogbono soup breath and said " ah! nne,ya waycom, noro odu sit down baby pls".baby? where did that come from? I refused to sit down,I just asked for the price of the cooking gas and he told me. After i paid for it, while he was writing my receipt he continued to talk to me "so baby geh what is ya nem? asanwa ehn? omalicha" i refused to answer, that did not stop him from speaking to me. " baby you don't wanra answer me? well I shall teh u my nem, my name is ugochukwu, so what is ya nem na?" i glared at him but still refused to answer. " oh keh shud i gez (guess)? beatrice?, ify?, chinyere? nwakego?...baby I'm tired of gezzing teh me please, biko, fine geh" i got tired of his ranting "please can I have my receipt, and i need you to help me get this gas to my car" i said to him not caring that he had been trying to get my name. As we walked to my car, he put the gas in my trunk and handed me the receipt saying " so baby you no like me? I'm a big boi oh, forget say i dey work for here, i wan go America but dem never give me visa, wen i get am i go carry u sef". my mum started shouting "what is keeping you". i knew i had to leave before my mum leaves the car. As i entered the car i opened the receipt and saw that he wrote his mobile number , it said " i know you don't wanna talk to me, but in case you change ya heart 080blahblahblah" then for the first time that day i laughed,hysterically, my mother gave me this quizzical look and asked " why are you laughing?" i told her nothing ,she said to me " you think i don't know that boy was toasting you, and i know he wrote his number, next time uche is buying the gas" 
 From a fallen angel...vikki angel