Restless (Short Story)

Episode 1 Oh no! am I really back to this office? I asked rhetorically? I pray todays task won’t be as herculean as that of yesterday. I was still talking to myself when the extension started ringing, ooooh! I lamented, who is it again? I asked myself. Is it a crime to be an I.T student? I sluggishly picked the phone and placed it to my hear; Me: Hello, good morning General Directorate, how may I help you? Caller: Ramsey Good morning, how are you? already knew who was on the line, I said to myself; ki ni won tun fe bayii? Me: Mr. Festus, good morning sir, na early momo things? You no wan make I sit down (I said jokingly) Mr. Festus: You ain’t serious (he said sarcastically). You think you are here to just sit down? That one is by the way, I hope you are through with my request. Me: (confused) what is that sir? Mr. Festus: see this boy o? ok that engineer I asked you to help get a laptop from. Me: aaaah? Mi ti gbagbe sha, is today Wednesday? Mr. Festus: No! today is Sunday plus Monday, you better go and help me collect my consignment before I get to your office now. Me: let me go tomorrow please, yesterday’s work still dey weak me sir, e she aanu omo ti ko niya Mr. Festus: my friend, don’t let me meet you in that office o, ole buruku. He hung up…….. Now I know I am in big trouble, Egbeda no be easy place to go na, the traffic and all, oh gosh! I left the office immediately, I can’t let that bully guy (Mr. Festus) to meet me here. In less than 7mins, I am standing at IITA gate house, waiting for a taxi to take me to Iwo-road. I am sorry, i will continue tomorrow, like i said it is a friction, i am just cooking it up, and i am using my official system at my work place plus my phone is faulty, but i promise i would update a lot tomorrow.

Ride on

Episode 2 After waiting for what seems to be like forever, a taxi going to Iwo-road eventually arrived. I jumped inside without asking the amount, 5mins to the journey the micra taxi started moving somehow (ibadan base would know what kind of car or taxi micra is), I was the first to notice. Me: driver wetin happen to your 21th century Ijapa. Driver: wetin be ijapa, you better know what to say before you open your mouth (he said that angrily) Me: do you now want to beat me ni? Passenger 1: driver you too get down and check your pangolo I was so happy with that statement. Me: (to the passenger) so we are on the same page…..(to the driver) emi gan ti e to shi ponle die. Driver: its like something dey worry you. Me: same to you Passenger 2: abeg face wetin you dey check jare, no dey waste my time Me: no mind ahm jare (to passenger 2) In a nutshell, the vehicle failed to start-up and we were barely half-way. What am I going to do now? I asked myself. My rhetorical questions are too much today self. I got out of the micra angrily, but not without telling the driver how much he was going to affect my unplanned journey that morning. After waiting for 2mins, I was able to get another taxi, I jumped in then my journey restarted. After 12mins, gbam! I got to Iwo-road. I waited for another taxi going to Egbeda, after waiting for what seems to be like a day, I saw one going to Oluwo, I entered, and another journey began. It was now 10:30am, I already called the engineer, but he told me he was not in the office that I should wait for him, that he’s coming back shortly.

Ride on, nothing do u bros.

go on

@ramsey989 always remember to add episode numbers while posting for easy identification

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@ramsey989 please subtitle your Yoruba because I dont understand it and am sure many people who are not yoruba can't understand also

Ride on Bro Nice story

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next pls

Continue na

Thanks for the comments, they mean a lot. i am sorry for not translating the yorubas, and also sorry for not indicating the episodes, i did that because it's a short story. i couldn't post everything up because i was just cooking it up....... this is the final post on the story.... When I got to Oluwo, I took a taxi to Egbeda. I later got to the engineer’s shop at around 11:15am, but he has not come back. I waited for about 35mins before he got back, I finalized my business with him, and I left his shop. I was at Egbeda junction, when my phone started ringing, I checked the caller, it was my big bro. I picked the call but not without squeezing my face…… Me: hello sir Bro Bimbo: Rahman, how far na? Me: Not bad sir Bro Bimbo: where are you? Me: I’m in Egbeda Bro Bimbo: you are not at work? What’s the problem? Me: Delivering a message for my boss. Bro Bimbo: ok. I hope you have sent the document to that agency, you now the deadline is 1pm. Me: (perturbed) yeh! I have not, Mr. Festus ko ba mi (Mr. Festus has put me in trouble) Bro Bimbo: how can you forget about your career, don’t let the application fee waste o Me: I am going back to the office right away sir. The document was actually meant for a scholarship program I applied for, and I have to submit those document before 1pm, now the time is 12:10pm, I have only 50mins and if I am not able to do this, my big bro may disown me and it would be a wasted opportunity cos I have everything in place for me……..aye mi, temi bami (I am in trouble). An idea came to my mind, I must call Wale; Wale is a colleague and a friend at IITA, but in a different unit from mine, I called him to go to get those documents and help me scan them so that it won’t delay me if I get to the office. An idea also came to my mind, I gave him the site and told him to go on with the submission, but the only delay would be passport photograph, but I can actually do that when I gat to the office via my phone; I am already at Iwo-road by the time I pass the message to Wale, and it’s already 12:30pm. After 5mins the taxi to IITA got filled and we started moving immediately, I started praying to God to place His hand on that taxi so that it won’t stop for any reason on the way. It seems like God loves me more than anybody in this world cos the journey went according to my wish. I got to the office at exactly 12:48pm, I quickly took the passport via my phone and uploaded it alongside the other document at exactly 12:57pm, the thing kept rolling and I started sweating under air condition, 1min later I saw SUCCESSFUL on the screen, I took a big sigh; what a day! THE END Lesson: we should always try as much as possible to give a proper schedule to our activities, all that happened because i nonchalantly procrastinate what and i could have done earlier that week. Unfortunately, i went through a restless day before preventing the opportunity from getting hurt because of my past actions. In a nutshell, what we did, or what we are doing, or what we are about to do, or what we are going to do would definitely affect our future affairs.

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Someone posted restless yesterday, d restless he posted nd dis one is 2 different stories altogether nd i ve bn followin dat story on one site like dat, is a crime story,very interestin one, pls @itzprince allow dat guy u stop yesterday on restless 2 contiune, ask him these nt wat he has in mind.

@henrymary sha u remember dat guy name wey posted Restless yesterday cos i ve 4gotten? Pls do cal him 2 contiune with dat story cos is a different story altogether,4 cnt remember d name again thx.

@Ladyg make i review

Nice one

@Ladyg d story was posted by longest name burh still awaiting moderation... So dear u're gonna wait

Ok dear @henrymary u ve does very good work endee, thanks.

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@ladyg I didn't ask anybody to stop posting o

Oh sorry i thot i saw smtin like dat doh biko @itzprince.

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