9jasinglegirl = werey 100000000%
though this is fiction but it's not much a lie.

Naijasinglegirl:
I was in traffic along Iyana Ipaja and I saw a pawpaw hawker offload his pawpaw, walked over to one side of the road, pulled down his zipper, brought out this wiwi and began scattering urine on the concrete.
He didn’t even care that it was daylight and people were passing. I was seated by the window and I could see his thing in full view. What infuriated me was the manner he held it as though he was potty training.

The urine had rolled towards his fingers and was dripping from his thumb. When he had relieved himself, he shook it a few times as tiny droplets splattered on his trousers before he picked up his tray of freshly peeled pawpaw from the road.
My microscopic eyes were still on him when our vehicle started to move as soon as the traffic gave way. Another vehicle maneuvered to where we once parked and an unsuspecting lady in the front seat called the hawker for pawpaw. I slowly turned away.

If you follow my Twitter or my Facebook page, you must have read the post I made on the dirty iya basira I met.
For those who didn’t read it, I went to buy food one early morning and beside where the food was, a woman was brushing her teeth vigorously and making those ‘crogggggg crogggg’ noise. That froggy noise of trying to gag mucus from the pit of the belly. I was so disgusted!
I took my food flask and ran as fast as my legs could carry me. The dirty woman was holding her brush in one hand with toothpaste foam that had formed moustache and beards, shouting.
“Sister! Come back na”
Because what she was doing was perfectly normal. After all, I was the hungry one that wanted N250 rice, not her.

I don’t even want to go into details of market women that will be selling ewedu in a stainless pot and beneath the table, their kids/toddlers are shitting ewedu on the floor. And they think its cute!!!
Because both colours match.

There is also an aboki next door that makes bread and egg every morning.
6:45am, you would see him putting one hand on the waist and using the other hand to scratch his penis like recharge card.
6:50am, he is beating an egg for an unsuspecting customer. You’ll ask for only salt and pepper in your fried egg but end up getting fried eggs with spices like a drop of sperm, dried urine and one or two strands pubic hair.
I wasn’t surprised when I heard someone purge for two days after having his bread and egg.
It’s now a crime to eat bread and egg outside. Common agege bread.

My brother has sworn never to buy sachet fanice yoghurt/ice-cream ever since he saw an aboki using the scissors to shave his beards under a mango tree.
Probably the same scissors he uses to trim armpit hair.
And he thinks it’s okay.
Unlike my brother, I don’t have the willpower to stop patronising them. Cos N100 fanice is my on-the-go-icecream, until coldstone Ice-Cream or sweet kiwi yoghurt is slashed to N200 per cup.
I am patiently waiting.

These are my most recent encounters with food vendors and road side hawkers. Eighty percent of the time, I eat out. (for personal & complicated reasons)
It’s not Eko Hotel Buffet, KFC, Chicken Republic or Sweet Sensation cos I don’t wash Eko Hotel toilet after eating. I cut my coat according to my size and go for the Iya Basira at your backyard and it’s frightening I would never know what goes on among these food vendors behind closed doors.

“Stir the jollof rice oh, add five teaspoon of thyme, add pepper, add one basin of well water, add the meat from yesterday’s gbegeri, add three cubes of white maggi, one cube of knor, oya add two spoons of lassa fever…”

Pause.

I spent a lot of money on medication from food poisoning in December. Twice.
Anyway, I can’t wait to make money so I can ‘manage’ KFC for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

http://www.naijasinglegirl.com/before-they-kill-me/

are you angela nwosu

Atk01:
Add two spoons of lassa fever!

Those mallams don't pee normally, they stoop down to pee. Some years ago my brother and I saw this one selling those nuts- I can't remember the name now- they push on wheelbarrow. After stooping on a gutter to do his business and using his hands to clean up, he still used those same hands to put fisi for an innocent, unsuspecting customer.

My mum has told me severally that if I watch the preparation of Kilishi with all the dirtiness of the mallams and the flies perching, I'd never eat it again.

no wonder you are still single. na only u dey see person wey dey hold konji and another dey scratch am. with the way you dey do street journalism. I pray make d thing no hungry you for street

And just like that, I've been cured of my buying plantain chips in traffic craze.

ewwwwwww!!

I remember in uni, we all loved that ice cream that came in a pyramid pack. Only for people to say they saw the seller use the same scissors he used to cut it open to groom his armpit hairs.


Or the food vendors, that we were told rinse out used straws and give it to new customers. Till now I bend and destroy my straws after drinking.

I fvcking hate buying food outside even the so called Mr Biggs and tantis, no be human being dey prepare am . I will kuku but fruits till I get strength to cook anything. Some peeps are just fvcking dirty

@Op Tiger nuts.

Omotayor123:
Chai NSG... I am already feeling disgust by reading this. I get irritated easily, that's why I don't eat other food other than the one from my pot

Although I eat food from certified eateries like S.s., Tantis and others ... May God help us.

arent you the same person who ate rat that fell inside gutter ? abi you think we have forgotten that your thread ? gerrarrahere with this lie

Chrisx1x:
When is this girl getting married self?

She will get married as soon as you show us one, just one, happily married person after 10 years of marriage. abi you think say marriage na amusement park ?

Smartsyn:
Omg, why did I read this, I'll now always have this dirty thoughts whenever I eat out. But wetin man go do naa.


My thought be like" Egbon Smart, if you want to eat good food at home, go and marry"

sukkot:
She will get married as soon as you show us one, just one, happily married person after 10 years of marriage. abi you think say marriage na amusement park ?

true talk bro. not worth it innit?

pato405:


true talk bro. not worth it innit?

its worth it for less than 1 percent. just pray and hope you are that one percent. for ninety nine percent ? it is a nightmare and hell on earth

sukkot:
its worth it for less than 1 percent. just pray and hope you are that one percent. for ninety nine percent ? it is a nightmare and hell on earth

feel u bro.

so u turn FBI with food vendors lol

One thing must Kill a man!!!

my husband got cured of his addiction to suya the day he saw the malam slice his fingers mistakenly,blood trickled in with the onion he was slicing.he went on to package his bloodied suya for the person before my husband. naso my husband run.
that's one way HIV could be transmitted, the guy doesn't look at suya again

Na to dey sanitize, scrub and wash all these fruits o. Hian!!! The only thing I love to buy outside my home is pastries and ice cream. Those hot, freshly fried roadside puff-puff and crunchy buns are bae. Since the day one girl said she saw cockroach in a Mr Bigg's pie and the rotten beef in one pie I ate at that Iwo Rd tantalizers, I av decided to take it easy on meat pies. I will only buy them if they are an oven fresh batch.

How sure are you that the one of KFC or any of the high and mighty eatries ain't worse? They prepare their food where you can't even see them so they are liable to as much rubbish as they like. Even their sweat i hear drips inside d food

Abiagirl777:
my husband got cured of his addiction to suya the day he saw the malam slice his fingers mistakenly,blood trickled in with the onion he was slicing.he went on to package his bloodied suya for the person before my husband. naso my husband run.
that's his Aids is spread, the guy doesn't look at suya again

don't worry I'm sure the suya was bought as props for vampire diaries

Abiagirl777:
my husband got cured of his addiction to suya the day he saw the malam slice his fingers mistakenly,blood trickled in with the onion he was slicing.he went on to package his bloodied suya for the person before my husband. naso my husband run.
that's his Aids is spread, the guy doesn't look at suya again

Ehen That's how AIDS is spread?? SMH Good grammar evidently is not a license to common sense.

Always making sense...... Kudos! I don't really eat out sha

Those are d ones u see wat about the high class eateries dat u dont get to see how their food is prepared all becos of packaging my people na God dey protect person

SilvanusII:


Ehen That's how AIDS is spread?? SMH Good grammar evidently is not a license to common sense.

At least you got my message Mr. perfect

Abiagirl777:


At least you got my message Mr. perfect

No, I actually didn't. You and your ilk spread unnecessary fear with ur half baked knowledge about the disease. We are talking about unsanitary conditions and I don't recollect where HIV can be contracted by eating blood contaminated food. When no be Lassa or Ebola.
While nobody is asking u to go and be eating bloodied food upandan, HIV is NOT contracted through eating blood contaminated food.
Better to be quiet and look stu..pid than open your mouth to confirm your stup..idity

Onegai:
And just like that, I've been cured of my buying plantain chips in traffic craze.

ewwwwwww!!

I remember in uni, we all loved that ice cream that came in a pyramid pack. Only for people to say they saw the seller use the same scissors he used to cut it open to groom his armpit hairs.


Or the food vendors, that we were told rinse out used straws and give it to new customers. Till now I bend and destroy my straws after drinking.

I rip my straw apart with my teeth. Into small useless pieces

OP, but why you no dey cook for your house sef? you are proud telling us that a girl like you likes outing outside your house all the time, even to go and cook at your boyfriend's house you no fit .. Ok ooo if your religion permits and commends you to eat outside all the time then CONTINUE till you contact HIV through food vendors !! not only lasa fever.

Why not f*ucking cook at home?! The food you cook at home is far more healthier and you can still cook cheap and healthy food!

You know how unhealthy the street food is, and yet you continued patronising them!

Stop complaining!!

Na only u and ur family dey see all d dirty dirty things dem? Nawa o.......u sure say ur star and dirty food n tins no go togeda like dis?

lol

Abiagirl777:
my husband got cured of his addiction to suya the day he saw the malam slice his fingers mistakenly,blood trickled in with the onion he was slicing.he went on to package his bloodied suya for the person before my husband. naso my husband run.
that's one way HIV could be transmitted, the guy doesn't look at suya again

Atk01:
Some years ago my brother and I saw this one selling those nuts- I can't remember the name now- they push on wheelbarrow.

Its called Tiger Nuts or Aki Awusa in Igbo.

Naijasinglegirl:
I was in traffic along Iyana Ipaja and I saw a pawpaw hawker offload his pawpaw, walked over to one side of the road, pulled down his zipper, brought out this wiwi and began scattering urine on the concrete.
He didn’t even care that it was daylight and people were passing. I was seated by the window and I could see his thing in full view. What infuriated me was the manner he held it as though he was potty training.

The urine had rolled towards his fingers and was dripping from his thumb. When he had relieved himself, he shook it a few times as tiny droplets splattered on his trousers before he picked up his tray of freshly peeled pawpaw from the road.
My microscopic eyes were still on him when our vehicle started to move as soon as the traffic gave way. Another vehicle maneuvered to where we once parked and an unsuspecting lady in the front seat called the hawker for pawpaw. I slowly turned away.

If you follow my Twitter or my Facebook page, you must have read the post I made on the dirty iya basira I met.
For those who didn’t read it, I went to buy food one early morning and beside where the food was, a woman was brushing her teeth vigorously and making those ‘crogggggg crogggg’ noise. That froggy noise of trying to gag mucus from the pit of the belly. I was so disgusted!
I took my food flask and ran as fast as my legs could carry me. The dirty woman was holding her brush in one hand with toothpaste foam that had formed moustache and beards, shouting.
“Sister! Come back na”
Because what she was doing was perfectly normal. After all, I was the hungry one that wanted N250 rice, not her.

I don’t even want to go into details of market women that will be selling ewedu in a stainless pot and beneath the table, their kids/toddlers are shitting ewedu on the floor. And they think its cute!!!
Because both colours match.

There is also an aboki next door that makes bread and egg every morning.
6:45am, you would see him putting one hand on the waist and using the other hand to scratch his penis like recharge card.
6:50am, he is beating an egg for an unsuspecting customer. You’ll ask for only salt and pepper in your fried egg but end up getting fried eggs with spices like a drop of sperm, dried urine and one or two strands pubic hair.
I wasn’t surprised when I heard someone purge for two days after having his bread and egg.
It’s now a crime to eat bread and egg outside. Common agege bread.

My brother has sworn never to buy sachet fanice yoghurt/ice-cream ever since he saw an aboki using the scissors to shave his beards under a mango tree.
Probably the same scissors he uses to trim armpit hair.
And he thinks it’s okay.
Unlike my brother, I don’t have the willpower to stop patronising them. Cos N100 fanice is my on-the-go-icecream, until coldstone Ice-Cream or sweet kiwi yoghurt is slashed to N200 per cup.
I am patiently waiting.

These are my most recent encounters with food vendors and road side hawkers. Eighty percent of the time, I eat out. (for personal & complicated reasons)
It’s not Eko Hotel Buffet, KFC, Chicken Republic or Sweet Sensation cos I don’t wash Eko Hotel toilet after eating. I cut my coat according to my size and go for the Iya Basira at your backyard and it’s frightening I would never know what goes on among these food vendors behind closed doors.

“Stir the jollof rice oh, add five teaspoon of thyme, add pepper, add one basin of well water, add the meat from yesterday’s gbegeri, add three cubes of white maggi, one cube of knor, oya add two spoons of lassa fever…”

Pause.

I spent a lot of money on medication from food poisoning in December. Twice.
Anyway, I can’t wait to make money so I can ‘manage’ KFC for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

http://www.naijasinglegirl.com/before-they-kill-me/

It's quite easy to condemn the roadside food vendors and street hawkers for their unhygienic practices but let's not forget that even the major companies produce their packaged foods under the most hygienic conditions. We ever really know what goes on behind closed doors in the KFCs, Sweets sensations and Eko hotels you mentioned. I once bought a spoilt and rotten chicken pie from tantalizers in my area. When I returned to complain, the manager pleaded that I do not make noise of the experience to the extent of giving me an extra chicken pie as compensation.

Take a tour of our food processing factories and see how badly standards have fallen. How Lives are being endangered every passing day. I once walked into a bakery and saw one of the workers snoring heavily on a heap of bread meant to be sold to consumers. Even with that thought, I still find my 'agege' bread irresistable and irreplaceable. Truth is, we can't be too careful. Only God will save Nigerians