ASSHOLES IN DISGUISE...

It's amazing the kind of stuff one sees when out in this crazy city called Lagos... Lift the wrong stone and you find all kinds of worms, centipedes and what nots crawling underneath... Throwing up becomes your first option... Even after dropping the stone you're still left with the taste of nausea in your mouth to add to the rolling belly... Are you grossed out enough? I still am.....


I figured that if i was going to meet someone, i'm not going to do that sitting on my hands and feet but out there in the city... I had been staying in since the whole Mr Man experience so, i decided to re-join the world. My sis and her friend Kemi accompanied me out yesterday evening to Lekki 1 where i needed to collect money from one of my numerous debtors and the plan was to go for a drink or two somewhere from there. We ended up staying longer than usual at the Lekki place and almost turned around to head back home but Kemi insisted on going out. I remembered that on wednesdays, there's a live band that performs at Soul Lounge so, we headed there. It was a bit quiet and really boring when we got there. The nice glass of merlot i was drinking didn't even help to lift me out of the sleepy-eyed mode i was in... That is, until Kemi saw her ex and went over to say hello..... The party began then and boy, was it some party.....
The music changed from boring to dance-able after a while and i really got into it. When i started dancing, many men in the room decided it'll be good to try to talk me into their beds which i found a bit frustrating so, i did the next thing that came to mind. I sat the hell down..... Thought that would help to deter attention but it didn't work... I was a more than a little annoyed that most of these men wore wedding bands and i'm not on the look-out for married men, thanks... When one of them came to stand behind me and started trying to get me to feel his crotch, i knew i had to get out of there.....
Kemi wanted the party to continue and said as much... She decided we should move on to some place called la playa or something... That was okay as all the alcohol i'd had was making me hungry and i really wanted to put something in my stomach. Of course she refused to get in my car, choosing to ride in her friend's Aston Martin... Whatever, bitch!!!
SC, the pompous and arrogant ass who was driving the Aston Martin and also very married then decided he was in love with me... Yeah right... He kept tyring to grab me, finding ways to touch my breasts which pissed me off so much that i decided to find another seat. The man really got a taste of artist's temperament when he reffered to my work as cheap... CHEAP??? CHEAP??? I saw red... Imagine the nerve... calling my work CHEAP!!! That got him on my bad side and he spent about 10mins trying to apologize... I just ignored him and he started on Kemi... Oh, can she apologize on his behalf and blah blah blah... My sister wasn't even interested in talking to him or any of his other friends that were sitting there... All she wanted to do was go home to sleep as she was already nodding off... As far as i was concerned, if you have nothing nice to say, don't ask me what i do for a living... It's not like you're going to make the quality of my life any better if i decide to date you and stop working... I wouldn't even know what to do with myself in any case... Hearing about how much money you make doesn't interest me at all and if i were really fascinated by your wealth, i'll be sitting there laughing at your stupid jokes like a loon. I'm not laughing so move away, get it??? Dumbass...
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