Find someplace cool that can contain your excitement and read this hilarious nylon packaging story.
The last day of exams was supposed to be exhilarating but it seemed as though my village people were after me. Stepping out into the sun leaving an air conditioned hall with computers that held mind boggling questions. I walked over to where three of my friends were under a tree waiting for me.
Tired, famished and exhausted, we were about to leave for our hostel when a guy yelled “Nene”, the name of one of my friends. I recognized him as one of my course-mates who was one of Necessity best buddies.
Twisted Food Experience
As we made our way towards the hostel gisting and laughing, Nene announced that she was hungry. “Let me get you guys something to eat”, her friend said, so we headed to a close by eatery. My friends and I stood outside waiting for him.
He came out a while later holding nylons and started distributing. My mouth was watering already and I was contemplating getting cold water or cold Fanta to step down. Or should I go for sprite, oh God this smells like Jollof Rice and Dodo. Oh God, why is this food taking so long to reach me now?. Shocker when a nylon never got to me, only me! I must have offended his ancestors for him to embarrass me that way. That was how “swerve” became my middle name. Leaving without a single word.
Still hungry and angry.
Interested to know more about the first entry, check here.
Enjoying the Awkaward Wednesday, you can also send in your entry, I promise to keep you anonymous if needed.