I’m always making jokes about men in suit who get into fights with conductors for their twenty naira change and I never for once thought I would one day make the list.
The only difference between me and them is, I was not wearing a suit when mine happened and I fought for something lesser, ten naira change.

It was a very sunny afternoon when I flagged a keke from Alaka Estate at Surulere heading towards Ojuelegba. They were two men seated at the back seat and I made the third passenger.
Usually, the fare for this distance is N50 but the keke man said N80 and because I saw a troop of men & women walking out from the estate, I didn’t want them to contend my space with me so I got in without arguments.
Towards Tejuosho, the keke man said, “I hope say you hold change oh.”
I kept mute. I had only a N200 and N1000 note in my bag but I thought N200 was a reasonable denomination. Even if it were not, he should have mentioned it before I got into his keke.

The other passengers alighted along the way. When we got to Ojuelegba, I handed the man the N200 and rather than give me my change, he hissed and started driving towards Surulere as though he was oblivious to my presence in the back-seat. I asked if his head was correct and he parked immediately. Then he hissed again, threw a N100 and a N10 at me in the back-seat and got out of the keke.

Oga, wey my ten naira change?

He eyes turned red as if he washed them with Yoruba stew. He said I dey craze, that he made himself clear before I got inside his keke.

Wait! What is ten naira? I know how many times I have written off amount way higher than that to taxi/keke/okada drivers and sellers generally but I can’t stand when people are rude ontop my own money. I’m usually the first to wave my hand and walk away if I see the driver or conductor making efforts to spilt my money into smaller denominations or if he has a look of empathy on his face but not when I was dealing with a mad man.

That missing ten naira suddenly felt like N1,000,000. To add insult to injury, he brought out two ten naira notes and said he dared me to collect it from him, that yes, he was going to ‘eat’ my money because he bought his fuel from black market.

He walked towards an Iya Basira at the road side and sat down. He was probably a regular of the iya basira cos she served him egusi and eba without questions. All along, I was staring at him with hands on akimbo as he swallowed a ball of eba, one after the other, amazed at how one can be this stupid.
Anger had suddenly overwhelmed me. I felt like I was going to run mad if I didn’t give him a piece of mind. I walked up to him and said, “Since N10 is your problem, N10 will always be your problem till you are 80. Amen!”
I got him there. Yay!
He stood up immediately holding a ball of eba already dunked in soup and started abusing my existence in the typical agbero style.
Me, I was just shouting, “Back to sender! Back to sender!! Back to sender!!!”

I turned around and noticed some passersby were staring at us. Reality suddenly hit me. There I was, fighting for N10 in ojulegba of all places. If it were the bus stop of Banana Island, I wouldn’t be bothered. But Ojulegba? Ojulegba?
Tomorrow fame might meet me from my new novel and the only photos the internet would have of me are the ones taken by passersby on the day I fought at Ojulegba.
Devil be gone!
I composed myself and walked away.


http://www.naijasinglegirl.com/fought-n10-change/

sssssshh

WIZKID AND LINDA IKEJI ARE FIGHTING



OBAMA SAID BUHARI IS DOING A GREAT JOB...

YOU ARE HERE FIGHTING FOR 10#...
m confused

WIZKID AND LINDA IKEJI ARE FIGHTING



OBAMA SAID BUHARI IS DOING A GREAT JOB...

YOU ARE HERE FIGHTING FOR 10#...
m confused

Interesting! Conductors sometimes do it deliberately so that passengers would leave their "change" with them,it could be so annoying sometimes they have the "change" with them and intentionally start a quarrel...

This is no fight joor..

Lol. Even before I read down to the part were you mentioned your new novel, I knew you were a writer, from the way you presented your write up. Nice.

Technically you didn't fight him, but your actions, though embarrassing, was not totally out of place. The issue is usually not the amount of the 'change', it is the manner in which the driver/conductor approaches his passenger that is usually the case. How can one get angry with a conductor who says something like, ''...aunty when no vex o, I just give my last change to the other passenger just now, I no get change again. You go fit follow me reach front make I find change for you, or you get N40 make I give you N50...?"

Of course overwhelmed by such courtesy you're most likely to leave the balance or find another solution... But when people decide to play smart with people smarter than them, that's when the problem arises...

Lool ni ojuelegba oooo

Then there's the awkard moment when you have to explain to anyone who cares to listen the reason for the show of shame. I feel your pain

Like the day I called an okada man old enough to be my father a liar, because of N20 change, something i've never done before, but i was overwhelmed with anger at his attitude.

Wetin concern me sef....
Just poured my last fuel into my gen. Now I get how the Shunamite woman felt when she used her last oil to fry puff-puff for Prophet Elijah

Naijasinglegirl, I've always been your big fan I swear. Just dash me a free copy of your book na.

Vivly:
Naijasinglegirl, I've always been your big fan I swear. Just dash me a free copy of your book na.

Lols, plenty of us be her fans, I bet she won't even get half of her publication fee if she decides to give us all a free copy. @NSG, one can't really blame you, most of these conductors/drivers try to play a fast on unsuspecting passengers.

When ever I hear a girl fought, the first picture I have is cloth torn, breast swinging freely in the air. So my dear, tell us when you really fight..

Lalasticlala come and separate the fight

So you didn't even slap him

Naijasinglegirl:
I’m always making jokes about men in suit who get into fights with conductors for their twenty naira change and I never for once thought I would one day make the list.
The only difference between me and them is, I was not wearing a suit when mine happened and I fought for something lesser, ten naira change.

It was a very sunny afternoon when I flagged a keke from Alaka Estate at Surulere heading towards Ojuelegba. They were two men seated at the back seat and I made the third passenger.
Usually, the fare for this distance is N50 but the keke man said N80 and because I saw a troop of men & women walking out from the estate, I didn’t want them to contend my space with me so I got in without arguments.
Towards Tejuosho, the keke man said, “I hope say you hold change oh.”
I kept mute. I had only a N200 and N1000 note in my bag but I thought N200 was a reasonable denomination. Even if it were not, he should have mentioned it before I got into his keke.

The other passengers alighted along the way. When we got to Ojuelegba, I handed the man the N200 and rather than give me my change, he hissed and started driving towards Surulere as though he was oblivious to my presence in the back-seat. I asked if his head was correct and he parked immediately. Then he hissed again, threw a N100 and a N10 at me in the back-seat and got out of the keke.

Oga, wey my ten naira change?

He eyes turned red as if he washed them with Yoruba stew. He said I dey craze, that he made himself clear before I got inside his keke.

Wait! What is ten naira? I know how many times I have written off amount way higher than that to taxi/keke/okada drivers and sellers generally but I can’t stand when people are rude ontop my own money. I’m usually the first to wave my hand and walk away if I see the driver or conductor making efforts to spilt my money into smaller denominations or if he has a look of empathy on his face but not when I was dealing with a mad man.

That missing ten naira suddenly felt like N1,000,000. To add insult to injury, he brought out two ten naira notes and said he dared me to collect it from him, that yes, he was going to ‘eat’ my money because he bought his fuel from black market.

He walked towards an Iya Basira at the road side and sat down. He was probably a regular of the iya basira cos she served him egusi and eba without questions. All along, I was staring at him with hands on akimbo as he swallowed a ball of eba, one after the other, amazed at how one can be this stupid.
Anger had suddenly overwhelmed me. I felt like I was going to run mad if I didn’t give him a piece of mind. I walked up to him and said, “Since N10 is your problem, N10 will always be your problem till you are 80. Amen!”
I got him there. Yay!
He stood up immediately holding a ball of eba already dunked in soup and started abusing my existence in the typical agbero style.
Me, I was just shouting, “Back to sender! Back to sender!! Back to sender!!!”

I turned around and noticed some passersby were staring at us. Reality suddenly hit me. There I was, fighting for N10 in ojulegba of all places. If it were the bus stop of Banana Island, I wouldn’t be bothered. But Ojulegba? Ojulegba?
Tomorrow fame might meet me from my new novel and the only photos the internet would have of me are the ones taken by passersby on the day I fought at Ojulegba.
Devil be gone!
I composed myself and walked away.


http://www.naijasinglegirl.com/fought-n10-change/

NSG, chai you fall my hand. I was expecting you to use the egusi soup design his face. This one is not a fight o.

Oh, are you the one I snapped @ ojuelegba today. Fighting for N10 change. To prove, d driver was a male? Am I Right? He owns keke napep?

U for kukuma pull cloth make we know say the 10naira dey pain u..

Ok

Some drivers/conductors lack manners. It's good you didn't fight anyway, it wouldn't have added up.

Lols..

Nigerian girls sha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

But the guy too is a badt guy..

na fuel cause am

You try.

When should we be expecting the next online series.

Naijasinglegirl:
I’m always making jokes about men in suit who get into fights with conductors for their twenty naira change and I never for once thought I would one day make the list.
The only difference between me and them is, I was not wearing a suit when mine happened and I fought for something lesser, ten naira change.

It was a very sunny afternoon when I flagged a keke from Alaka Estate at Surulere heading towards Ojuelegba. They were two men seated at the back seat and I made the third passenger.
Usually, the fare for this distance is N50 but the keke man said N80 and because I saw a troop of men & women walking out from the estate, I didn’t want them to contend my space with me so I got in without arguments.
Towards Tejuosho, the keke man said, “I hope say you hold change oh.”
I kept mute. I had only a N200 and N1000 note in my bag but I thought N200 was a reasonable denomination. Even if it were not, he should have mentioned it before I got into his keke.

The other passengers alighted along the way. When we got to Ojuelegba, I handed the man the N200 and rather than give me my change, he hissed and started driving towards Surulere as though he was oblivious to my presence in the back-seat. I asked if his head was correct and he parked immediately. Then he hissed again, threw a N100 and a N10 at me in the back-seat and got out of the keke.

Oga, wey my ten naira change?

He eyes turned red as if he washed them with Yoruba stew. He said I dey craze, that he made himself clear before I got inside his keke.

Wait! What is ten naira? I know how many times I have written off amount way higher than that to taxi/keke/okada drivers and sellers generally but I can’t stand when people are rude ontop my own money. I’m usually the first to wave my hand and walk away if I see the driver or conductor making efforts to spilt my money into smaller denominations or if he has a look of empathy on his face but not when I was dealing with a mad man.

That missing ten naira suddenly felt like N1,000,000. To add insult to injury, he brought out two ten naira notes and said he dared me to collect it from him, that yes, he was going to ‘eat’ my money because he bought his fuel from black market.

He walked towards an Iya Basira at the road side and sat down. He was probably a regular of the iya basira cos she served him egusi and eba without questions. All along, I was staring at him with hands on akimbo as he swallowed a ball of eba, one after the other, amazed at how one can be this stupid.
Anger had suddenly overwhelmed me. I felt like I was going to run mad if I didn’t give him a piece of mind. I walked up to him and said, “Since N10 is your problem, N10 will always be your problem till you are 80. Amen!”
I got him there. Yay!
He stood up immediately holding a ball of eba already dunked in soup and started abusing my existence in the typical agbero style.
Me, I was just shouting, “Back to sender! Back to sender!! Back to sender!!!”

I turned around and noticed some passersby were staring at us. Reality suddenly hit me. There I was, fighting for N10 in ojulegba of all places. If it were the bus stop of Banana Island, I wouldn’t be bothered. But Ojulegba? Ojulegba?
Tomorrow fame might meet me from my new novel and the only photos the internet would have of me are the ones taken by passersby on the day I fought at Ojulegba.
Devil be gone!
I composed myself and walked away.


http://www.naijasinglegirl.com/fought-n10-change/

My dear, in phsycoanalysis its very 2 react to such action

It is never about the currency value, it was about his rage on the wrong side, u worsened it by fighting back even when the both of u knew u were gonna lose, in which u did...

To a passerby: He exhibited the qualities of his occupation while u showed the fraustration of someone who has been eaten up by the cancer of economic downfall, no one cares what u were fyting for or why...

So my dear, u were lucky u got in a verbal brawl with the hungry one, if it were the violent ones, u might be typing with one eye opened.

hmm

That's how you have remained single

you fought a conductor in broad daylight because you knew people would support you if he tries to punch your breasts.....next time, try fighting a conductor at oshodi by 8pm..

Congratulations! You made the list... Next time, try it with a real conductor... That was just a keke driver's version mille

Op oo! Opuro! Ahn Ahn...u and d man don get fight b4? I don't believe it!