I call it "Eventful."

When I woke up today to not only exercise my limbs but also to fix my hair, I didn't know my going out would be packed with a series of events. Most of it was shocking and unbelievable, a reminder that there are some people in the world whose lifestyle you can never understand.

I know. It would have been best if I shared this post yesterday, but hear me out. I had an insane amount of headache that got me hugging my bed after shower. I don't know if it was my new hairstyles or... no. It's probably yesterday's encounter that caused it. Yes, that was it.

The first thing that got me almost scared was when I got to the second familiar bus stop I usually take on afternoons, and what I saw left my mouth almost hanging. I had forgotten where I was, and they did remind me of the craze that was present and never dead.

Was it “ the running?” The pushing? Or what? It was insane! I was almost pushed over! People were rushing in to board the bus. Pushing themselves and almost hurting themselves in the process. I was scared for myself and mostly for everyone rushing in. It was a scary moment for me, and I don't know how I'll be able to join in the madness as well.

But after waiting for almost 10 to 20 minutes, I wiggle myself in when an empty bus comes by. It was scary and somewhat fun(Yeah, call me crazy🤭). That was how I made it to my new stylist place after intense work-out.

The second event that left my mouth dangling wide occurred at my hairstylist shop. It was an... hmm. Should I say interesting? Lol. Well, it was something born out of a Nollywood movie.

There was a lady that came after I did. So, after attending to me, she left the tip of the hair to her apprentice to finish up while she attended to the lady. Mind you, there have been a lot of discussions going on, which the lady has been actively involved in. While I on the other side had been mute. I only speak when I have a call on my device, humming songs from my earbuds, and a few "thank yous" to them as they make my hair and also say some few uplifting statements to me as well.

It went like that, at least for me. But the other lady was a chatterbox, which I don't really mind. I mean, she has a mouth, and so, speak she may do. The hairstylist also made the lady's hair and then came back to attend to me while a few of her apprentices finished up with the lady. I got some extra stuff from her and asked her how much it all was, which I paid fully for in transfer.

The other lady came forth too to ask about her payment, and she was told. And...

"I am coming." That's what she said. The hairstylist nodded her head but with eyes following the lady, thinking she was making withdrawal from POS(Point of sale), but the lady moved past there. So, the stylist immediately alerted one of her apprentices and asked her to follow the lady because she didn't know her.

That was when everything became...hmm, Eventful. Thankfully, the apprentice that followed the lady was smart. She was with her phone, so she called her boss(the hairstylist) and informed her of what had happened.

Apparently, the lady said she won't be paying up to that amount despite agreeing with the hairstylist before going. The stylist wasn't happy because everything the lady used to make the hair starting from the attachment and the bead money was included in the payment. But after much thought, she asked the apprentice to just collect the money and come quickly as there were lots of customers to attend to.

However, things didn't go as planned. The lady didn't pay up and told the apprentice she'll come and when the apprentice called and spoke to her boss, she wasn't happy but she couldn't leave another person's hair so she told the apprentice to come after asking if the place the girl was in was a familiar place and if she lives there.

When the apprentice came back, she had gists to fill our ears with. The lady was living with a guy who was a chronic smoker(that's not the real problem, but he is a thug) and who didn't care about the money. According to her, the guy said, and I quote;

"I ask you to make cheap hair you go make plenty money hair. Oya, I no de marry you again. Pack your load comot for my house."

It was at this point that the stylist started laughing, and I felt her pain. There are some things that are so painful that your first reaction will be to laugh.

I don't understand how someone would come to do her hair in a big salon when you don't have money to pay up instantly. It was disheartening because the lady's hair was so small that the stylist had to struggle to pick it up to make her hair beautiful.

Well, I had to leave much to my dismay to pick up something after my hair had been completed.

Though, in all these, I didn't say anything, and part of me wanted to know how everything ended. Thankfully, I forgot something at the stylist shop, so I'll have to pick it up on my way home. Maybe I may be pushed to ask how things turn out to be. I am not sure, lol.

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Still yours truly,
Balikis.

Thanks for reading.

Peace be unto those who crave it and more to those who chase it away.

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