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Abujabir24:
Around 2005, I was travelling from Kaduna to PHC with ABC transport. When we got to lokoja, the bus left me while I was attending the call to nature. I was dumbfounded, didn't know what to do. When I started crying and explaining to some policemen, they directed me to ABC office in lokoja. I laid my complaints and the manager told me to wait for another bus coming from Abuja but will only stop at enugu. When the bus arrived I boarded it and told the manager to give me transport to phc from enugu. He gave me 2k and I was happy. When we got to enugu, I entered phc bound bus. Since I had enough with me I paid for two sits and occupied the front sit. Upon reaching phc I went straight to ABC office and demanded to see the manager. I told him I was the passenger that was left behind in lokoja and he pleaded with that he was sorry bla bla bla. I told him I had no money and he gave me 3k. I was so happy. I went home and told my parents what happened they were surprised I handled it on my own without calling them.

moscobabs:
It was last week Monday in Lagos o.

I received a call from my wife that Oshodi-Iyana ipaja road has blocked that if I love myself I should keep my car in office and take public bus to avoid stress and vehicle overheat. That was around 5pm while it was raining in Isolo.

I have #1500 on me and I'm going to Ijoko Ogun state,I dropped my car in office and I take a car from iyana isolo to Oshodi which is just #100 , when I get to Oshodi I couldn't find tollgate or ssngo motor that was the Genesis of my predicament o.Then one LT(yellow bus) came and called tollgate #1000 that was around 6pm, on a normal day tollgate is #300, I refused to board the bus thinking cheaper one will come I stay for another one hour and no motor colame to the busstop I have no choice than to take bike and the bike man says its #2000 I asked the bike man if I can do transfer for him he said no problem but I need to do it now cos he won't want me to delay him when we get to tollgate .

I did the transfer to his account but me and him didn't see the alert to be sure the transaction is successful we both keep waited till we reach Tollgate still the same, I have no choice to than to do another transfer of #2000 that was around 11pm o.This time he receives the alert instantly and he told me it has enter but me didn't receive any debit alert, I just tell him thank u for his patience and I say goodbye to him. It was when I reach home around 12am that one alert came in to my phone and I checked immediately only for me to discover that it was actually 4 alerts ...debit of #2000 twice and debit of VAT+commission twice. That means pay #4,100 to transport myself from oshodi to tollgate if i knew i would have boarded it for #1k Infact its a very bad experience for me

PotatoSalad:
Well, not stranded though but first time I was in NYC, it felt like I was in a GTA game for real though. I just stood there for minutes trying to process if it was real or not.

baby4u2:
Ghana airways got band from coming to USA. Got stranded in Ghana for a week. Best time of my life. Made a lot of friends. Free food and hotel.

People were crying in the airport. Me I was just glad I was spending another week away from school.

I pray to never to be helplessly stranded. I no fit handle that one.

missioner:
Severally

The biggest one was last year August when I had to leave Abj back to Ib. Having been there for more than 3 weeks roaming all the nook and cranny of Dutse, Ushafa and Kubwa in search of job or even work.
Sun and hunger showed me hell, to the extent I was tempted to burgle.

Long story short, I made up my mind that at least 'ti iwaju o ba se lo eyin a se pada si' I told myself I must get to Ib that Sunday. I trekked from Dutse-Alh to Deidei, got there around 1pm then lurked around. I was lucky I saw one trailer manned by Yoruba guys they were heading to Lag. I told the motor boy my predicament and my destination, he said if I could stay in the open back I should enter, I did.
We got to Gwagwalada then the truck broke down, that was around 6:30pm I wanted to cry tears didn't come.

I was starving nothing has entered my mouth that day. 8pm I went to one Maishai, I begged him to buy my phone Nokia torchlight, he bought it #1800 then I ate bread nd tea #100 from
Still in Gwagwa 10pm I went to those luxurious bus they said Ib standing is 4k I begged the man he said I should pay 3k.
I later met one young aboki of my age, he was my Messiah he slammed me 5h. I joined another luxurious bus they accepted 2k for standing, we were jam-packed I almost suffocated before we finally took off minutes before midnight. we were so squeezed that there was no space to bend or squirt, talkless of sitting on the floor.

We got to Akure around 9am, after plenty of shoutings, abuse and even curses the driver finally pulled over. We descended to empty our bladders and those that weren't like me bought water, snacks and all sort then we got back on.
Finally we got to Iwo road, Ibadan 11:15am and I alighted then find my way.

Till date, that 12hours sojourn was the toughest moments of my entire two and half decades on this earth.
I pray never to be so grounded again in life.

cc GrammarNazi1

brunobaba:
I suspect the host was a he...lol,na play i dey oo

magicminister:
[b] Nigerians have been traumatized.
It's time for us to wake up and look beyond these recycled politicians with nothing new to offer.

I never really understood what PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder) meant till I left visited a foreign country for the first time.

My first time out of the country was to Doha. I woke up in the middle of the night to charge my phone and iron my clothes because I feared that power would go off.

When I was in U.S for work, I drove from Houston to Dallas around 2am. I was so afraid of getting attacked by highway robbers that I kept peering into the thick bushes looking for any sign of unusual movement. I arrived Dallas around 5 am without any harm befalling me.

I can't even stay out late in Nigeria except in some parts of Lagos and some parts of Abuja.

Nigerians have been treated so unfairly. All my years in Nigeria, I have never ever ever expereiced a full week of constant electricity.

I have ever ever ever driven 20 km without potholes or some form of road hazard.

I have been robbed twice around Benin expressway.

Growing up, we were never attacked by armed robbers but my neighbours were robbed severally. I remember a young girl back then that was raped and robbed on her way back from school

My undergraduate years, my apartment was broken into and my room mate butchered like a chicken for resisting thieves. They carted away my electronics and valuable which wasn't worth up to 100k naira.

Through out my lifetime in Nigeria, nothing has gotten better. Not security, not roads, not electricity, not jobs creation.

My story is pretty much the life of the average Nigerian.

Nigerians wake up[/b]

missioner:
Severally

The biggest one was last year August when I had to leave Abj back to Ib. Having been there for more than 3 weeks roaming all the nook and cranny of Dutse, Ushafa and Kubwa in search of job or even work.
Sun and hunger showed me hell, to the extent I was tempted to burgle.

Long story short, I made up my mind that at least 'ti iwaju o ba se lo eyin a se pada si' I told myself I must get to Ib that Sunday. I trekked from Dutse-Alh to Deidei, got there around 1pm then lurked around. I was lucky I saw one trailer manned by Yoruba guys they were heading to Lag. I told the motor boy my predicament and my destination, he said if I could stay in the open back I should enter, I did.
We got to Gwagwalada then the truck broke down, that was around 6:30pm I wanted to cry tears didn't come.

I was starving nothing has entered my mouth that day. 8pm I went to one Maishai, I begged him to buy my phone Nokia torchlight, he bought it #1800 then I ate bread nd tea #100 from
Still in Gwagwa 10pm I went to those luxurious bus they said Ib standing is 4k I begged the man he said I should pay 3k.
I later met one young aboki of my age, he was my Messiah he slammed me 5h. I joined another luxurious bus they accepted 2k for standing, we were jam-packed I almost suffocated before we finally took off minutes before midnight. we were so squeezed that there was no space to bend or squirt, talkless of sitting on the floor.

We got to Akure around 9am, after plenty of shoutings, abuse and even curses the driver finally pulled over. We descended to empty our bladders and those that weren't like me bought water, snacks and all sort then we got back on.
Finally we got to Iwo road, Ibadan 11:15am and I alighted then find my way.

Till date, that 12hours sojourn was the toughest moments of my entire two and half decades on this earth.
I pray never to be so grounded again in life.

cc GrammarNazi1

moscobabs:
It was last week Monday in Lagos o.

I received a call from my wife that Oshodi-Iyana ipaja road has blocked that if I love myself I should keep my car in office and take public bus to avoid stress and vehicle overheat. That was around 5pm while it was raining in Isolo.

I have #1500 on me and I'm going to Ijoko Ogun state,I dropped my car in office and I take a car from iyana isolo to Oshodi which is just #100 , when I get to Oshodi I couldn't find tollgate or ssngo motor that was the Genesis of my predicament o.Then one LT(yellow bus) came and called tollgate #1000 that was around 6pm, on a normal day tollgate is #300, I refused to board the bus thinking cheaper one will come I stay for another one hour and no motor colame to the busstop I have no choice than to take bike and the bike man says its #2000 I asked the bike man if I can do transfer for him he said no problem but I need to do it now cos he won't want me to delay him when we get to tollgate .

I did the transfer to his account but me and him didn't see the alert to be sure the transaction is successful we both keep waited till we reach Tollgate still the same, I have no choice to than to do another transfer of #2000 that was around 11pm o.This time he receives the alert instantly and he told me it has enter but me didn't receive any debit alert, I just tell him thank u for his patience and I say goodbye to him. It was when I reach home around 12am that one alert came in to my phone and I checked immediately only for me to discover that it was actually 4 alerts ...debit of #2000 twice and debit of VAT+commission twice. That means pay #4,100 to transport myself from oshodi to tollgate if i knew i would have boarded it for #1k Infact its a very bad experience for me

Mizk:
Hey love? To a stranger? You're a piece of work.

kalu61:
na abia you serve. hope u no bleep my sisters ;Dna abia you serve. hope u no bleep my sisters

wiseone28:
I got stranded while attending meeting in heaven thank God it was successful

correctguy0900:
What u mean if it was real?

missioner:
Severally

The biggest one was last year August when I had to leave Abj back to Ib. Having been there for more than 3 weeks roaming all the nook and cranny of Dutse, Ushafa and Kubwa in search of job or even work.
Sun and hunger showed me hell, to the extent I was tempted to burgle.

Long story short, I made up my mind that at least 'ti iwaju o ba se lo eyin a se pada si' I told myself I must get to Ib that Sunday. I trekked from Dutse-Alh to Deidei, got there around 1pm then lurked around. I was lucky I saw one trailer manned by Yoruba guys they were heading to Lag. I told the motor boy my predicament and my destination, he said if I could stay in the open back I should enter, I did.
We got to Gwagwalada then the truck broke down, that was around 6:30pm I wanted to cry tears didn't come.

I was starving nothing has entered my mouth that day. 8pm I went to one Maishai, I begged him to buy my phone Nokia torchlight, he bought it #1800 then I ate bread nd tea #100 from
Still in Gwagwa 10pm I went to those luxurious bus they said Ib standing is 4k I begged the man he said I should pay 3k.
I later met one young aboki of my age, he was my Messiah he slammed me 5h. I joined another luxurious bus they accepted 2k for standing, we were jam-packed I almost suffocated before we finally took off minutes before midnight. we were so squeezed that there was no space to bend or squirt, talkless of sitting on the floor.

We got to Akure around 9am, after plenty of shoutings, abuse and even curses the driver finally pulled over. We descended to empty our bladders and those that weren't like me bought water, snacks and all sort then we got back on.
Finally we got to Iwo road, Ibadan 11:15am and I alighted then find my way.

Till date, that 12hours sojourn was the toughest moments of my entire two and half decades on this earth.
I pray never to be so grounded again in life.

cc GrammarNazi1

id4sho:
May the Good lord up lift you. you shall testify to his goodness for the rest of your life

yemifez:
sorry bro, may you one day make it big !

PotatoSalad:
The environment the people. I had goosebumps. Felt lost for a moment. Everything was beautiful and different lol

PerfectlyPerfect:
This happened during Benin election period 3 years ago. I was heading to Ogun for NYSC clearance from Owerri. I called my LI and told him to allow me come on Friday to do the clearance but he said I must come on that Thursday. I packed my bag on Wednesday and left early Thursday morning to Ogun. we got to Delta/Benin boundary around 10am and that was where we found out that the boundary between the 2 started had been blocked because of the election.
It was really heartless of the government but everyone heading to the Western part of the country from the East had to wait there till 6pm. When they allowed us to pass, the traffic jam the was massive. We eventually got to Ogun by past 12am. Everywhere was really dark. That's a police checkpoint at J4 Junction where I was meant to stop and I had planned to show the policemen stationed there that I was a corper so they'll let me pass the night with them. It was too dark I didn't know when we passed that junction and I didn't know anywhere around. We got to a junction and from the few structures I could see, I knew I had passed where I was meant to stop. We got to a junction and I could see a light at a shop. there were 3 people there. I asked the driver to stop me there. everyone on the bus asked me to wait till we get to Lagos so I can pass the night at d park but I refused.
They stopped there and I walked up to the people at the shop and asked a woman there if there is any hotel close by but she said the closest hotel is at ijebu ode, that I'll have to wait for a bus heading in that direction. I waited by the road for 20 minutes but no vehicle passed. I knew I had to find a place to spend the night. By this time frustration don hol me. I told myself that if that night was the day I was going to die, do be it.
I saw a Chisco transport luxury bus closeby and thanked God. I knew some buses stop to pass the night when it gets very late. atleast I would spend the night with them. I walked to the bus and knocked and a man looked out and asked who I was and I explained my predicament and showed him my NYSC ID card and he opened the door.
my happiness vanished when I entered and it turned out that the bus was abandoned, everything inside was tattered and there was 2 more men inside the bus. I was alarmed. these men might rob me here or even kill me and no one will know.
I had to think of a way out. I told one of the men that I wanted to pee. he opened the door and told me to hurry up.
I came down for the vehicle and while peeing I saw a light on a mast not far from there. Also saw a fat woman sitting outside. there was no other building closeby.
I had to think fast. I told the man that I had met the woman before I came to the bus and that she had asked me to come and inform her if I find a place to sleep.
he said no problem but I should hurry.
I walked to the woman and explained my predicament. she took pity on my and told me I could come spend the night in the small security house attached to the mast.
That was where I stayed till morning. couldn't even sleep

id4sho:
The for mine ur skull.
my 2cents

bensonAkw:
Mine is so full of intrigues,I had been stranded several times,many years ago I was in Abuja,looking for job all to no avail,nowhere I didn't use this my two legs trekked to,I was squatting with a cousin in jabi before it was demolished, from jabi to secretariat,all the area one to ten,maitama,banex plaza area,garki,wuse from zone one to six,I couldn't get a job,was only a secondary school leaver with a computer certificate then,had to settle as a caddy at the golf club at aso drive,work was mostly weekends, while weeks days I go for menial jobs in sites around jabi,airport road citec I worked the hell out my life there, they are still owning me 600 bucks,having pass through all these,El rufai demolition squad brought down jabi one and jabi two,daki biyu and all nearby environment, I had nobody to accommodate me,my cousin that works in a hotel at wuse zone four start staying at the hotel premises,I had no choice than to go back to my home state delta or go to my relatives place in Lagos.
Where I used to work at sites in utako area, most dangote drivers was our friends,we have to be nice or in some cases bribe them with drinks so our names will be included to offload a trailer load of cement,on this particular day,I made up my mind to move to Lagos,so I ask the driver his destination he said Lagos and was happy I pleaded with him to follow them to Lagos which he gladly agreed,I collected his number, dash back to pack up my few belongings, I was so tired of abuja then,I have had enough,I call the driver after am done,he said he was on his way and that he will wait for me at gwagwalada but if I can't meet up am on my own, with 600 naira with me,a loaf of bread,I hit the road to gwags entering small cars that moved very fast,on reaching gwags no sight of the so called trailer, I called him,he said he couldn't wait that I should meet him at abaji,I quickly hit the road and moved fast on reaching abaji,the idiot said he will wait for me at lokoja,my resources was down,I said forward ever backward never,on reaching lokoja,I called and he said he can't wait that he needed to load that night and head somewhere else,I stood at lokoja helpless,no airtime to call for help,am left with 200 bucks,that can't even take me back to Abuja let alone Lagos,I roam the expressway looking at vehicles and travellers if I could see any familiar face to help,I couldn't see any,later at night when all hope seems lost,I saw some guys stop their 911 Benz truck with wooden back,from their utterance, they are heading to coker in alaba area cos they have tiling materials as goods,I waited for them to eat and have their fill,they seems so happy, I was just pitying myself, no food just half loaf of bread,I went to the one that have a calm face,I explained my plight on how I was stranded and have to go to Lagos, he felt for me and met the driver who shouted and send me away,that am a criminal running away,I showed him my school ID card and personal documents, I kept pleading till one soldier just came from nowhere and asked,where una dey go,they replied him Lagos and he just went and sat at the front sit,you this stupid boy where you dey go,asked the soldier,I quickly ask him na Lagos you dey serve or you dey pass?that question from me made him to come down,so you be barracks boy,I said yes,he asked me so many military terms and I answered him well without thinking twice,driver na our pikin be this I can't leave him here,that's how I joined them straight to Lagos, we arrived the next day morning, along the road the soldier bought nice meals for me and I was damn happy,I stopped at Alaba suru,enter danfo to boundary at ajegunle,my Dad elder sister was a petty trader then,may God bless her soul, she is late now,on reaching her shed,she cried as if I just came back from prison,I was looking tattered and wretched, her co market women have to beg her that am alive,so why bothering herself, I ate enough food at that market,she asked me to go to her house in same ajegunle area,I refused,I told her I prefer to go to my cousin place at okoko area,she gave me almost all her sales for that day bought enough food stuff and I went to my cousins place,those ones saw me,they were laughing at me,it was not funny then,just one week later,I recovered very well,stayed with them for almost a year doing menial jobs,went back to school and eventually level change.

bensonAkw:
Mine so full of intrigues,I had been stranded several times,many years ago I was in Abuja,looking for job all to no avail,nowhere I didn't use this my two legs trekked to,I was squatting with a cousin in jabi before it was demolished, from jabi to secretariat,all the area one to ten,maitama,banex plaza area,garki,wuse from zone one to six,I couldn't get a job,was only a secondary school leaver with a computer certificate then,had to settle as a caddy at the golf club at aso drive,work was mostly weekends, while weeks days I go for menial jobs in sites around jabi,airport road citec I worked the hell out my life there, they are still owning me 600 bucks,having pass through all these,El rufai demolition squad brought down jabi one and jabi two,daki biyu and all nearby environment, I had nobody to accommodate me,my cousin that works in a hotel at wuse zone four start staying at the hotel premises,I had no choice than to go back to my home state delta or go to my relatives place in Lagos.
Where I used to work at sites in utako area, most dangote drivers was our friends,we have to be nice or in some cases bribe them with drinks so our names will be included to offload a trailer load of cement,on this particular day,I made up my mind to move to Lagos,so I ask the driver his destination he said Lagos and was happy I pleaded with him to follow them to Lagos which he gladly agreed,I collected his number, dash back to pack up my few belongings, I was so tired of abuja then,I have had enough,I call the driver after am done,he said he was on his way and that he will wait for me at gwagwalada but if I can't meet up am on my own, with 600 naira with me,a loaf of bread,I hit the road to gwags entering small cars that moved very fast,on reaching gwags no sight of the so called trailer, I called him,he said he couldn't wait that I should meet him at abaji,I quickly hit .

Abujabir24:
Around 2005, I was travelling from Kaduna to PHC with ABC transport. When we got to lokoja, the bus left me while I was attending the call to nature. I was dumbfounded, didn't know what to do. When I started crying and explaining to some policemen, they directed me to ABC office in lokoja. I laid my complaints and the manager told me to wait for another bus coming from Abuja but will only stop at enugu. When the bus arrived I boarded it and told the manager to give me transport to phc from enugu. He gave me 2k and I was happy. When we got to enugu, I entered phc bound bus. Since I had enough with me I paid for two sits and occupied the front sit. Upon reaching phc I went straight to ABC office and demanded to see the manager. I told him I was the passenger that was left behind in lokoja and he pleaded with that he was sorry bla bla bla. I told him I had no money and he gave me 3k. I was so happy. I went home and told my parents what happened they were surprised I handled it on my own without calling them.