I collect conversations. Thats my number one hobby. I listen, encourage, vigorously participate, ingest and fold them away in my "great conversations" storage space. I pull them out and revisit them, reffer to them, forward them and link them to navigate life where applicable.
The richest conversations I have always thought come from fellow long distance road travellers, commercial motorbike riders, taxi drivers, hairdressers and generally from people in the business of service.
Ill share a few... lets call them sound bites
Yesterday I overheard some shop keepers link the Ndidi Okereke Onyuike fundraiser fiasco to Obamas Ghana and not Nigeria visit
"Na wa oh"
Obama no tell anyone say him need money from here na im dis big woman do 419 dey collect money from us for am.
Obama con talk say him no send anybody oh! now de man fly pass Nigeria go visit Ghana
See wetin she cause!
Interesting... i think the organizers scammed Ndidi as well but of course she could have seriously checked them out first.
An abuja cab driver informed me that drivers in Abuja should be given regular phsychiatric evaluation because in his opinion only poor mental health could account for the devil may care attitudes of some drivers.
On the Amnesty for Niger Delta Militants one taxi driver in Port Harcourt simply said these people need to come out of the creeks, put aside guns so we can finally really vote and face our leaders (and thier ogas) down home.
Another cabby last night said if married men did not date young girls "wetin dey for do?" na help we dey help dem!
Then the most classic conversation was one I had with a shirt and bra seller in Wuse market...
"I sabi your size now! If I look woman breast one time i go give am brassiere whey go hold am well well" Na my specialty be dis. Women wey big like you dey like pick cloth wey big pass dem... take dis one. na your size be dis."
And you know what? The man was right. Everything I bought from him fit just right.
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