This topic right here, it is slyly the story of my life. I think a lot of people (especially black people) can relate to this. I have racked my brain for a starting point or a particular event that has brought about about such a lax attitude to punctuality and unfortunately I can’t think of one.
This post was inspired by this video I watched on YouTube. I’ve linked it below ⬇
So in no particular order, here are some of the things I hate about being late;
1. Having to prepare a credible argument/excuse for why you are late – this is figured out while still on the way to the destination. Excuses may range from oversleeping, to missing the bus, traffic on the way or another valid excuse.
2. Missing the beginning of the event – especially when it’s an event you have been looking forward to. For me this used to be the praise and worship part of the Sunday church service at my church at university. I LOVE praise and worship and hated missing it (obviously not enough though or I would have been earlier)
3. Sprinting/power walking to catch the train or other mode of transport to get to where you are trying to be – you give it your all to catch the said mode of transport, especially the train/bus that will help you scrap “on time”. If you miss it, there is no hope for even scraping on time.
4. Trying to cram the morning routine into 5/10 minutes – this tends to happen after oversleeping or when the alarm doesn’t go off. The morning routine which would normally take 30/45 minutes is crammed into 5/10 minutes. This is not an easy thing to do and involves aspects of the routine being omitted or being done on the way to the destination.
5. Feeling bad as you give yourself a telling off for being late AGAIN – you always scold yourself that it will not repeat itself again. Until the next time….
6. The knowing stares when you have to walk into an event late – especially when everyone else was on time. In these situations, it is advisable to perch QUIETLY at the back of the room to remain as inconspicuous as possible.
7. Having notoriety among friends for being repeatedly late
9. Feeling a great sense of achievement when you FINALLY get to a place early or on time – it is possible. Takes a lot of planning but it is definitely possible.
Until next time
Memoirs Of A Yoruba Girl
Hope you’ve enjoyed my experience so far. Please enjoy part two!
Party Time! The party was in my village called Oke Odan in Ogun State. After packing all the food , we all got dressed and headed towards the venue.
I was privileged to visit my grandmother and grandfathers grave (on my mother’s side). I was privileged to meet both my grandmothers but never met either of my grandfathers :-(.
After the party, someone kindly gave my parents the gift of a LIVE TURKEY. The only issue is that we had to travel home (about an hour’s journey) with a noisy and really big turkey. Needless to say I could not relax.
The turkey was pretty big, minus the tail part. As we were driving, the bumps of the road would get the turkey aggravated, causing it to squak and flap loudly. It did nap for some of the journey as well. Prior to this, I had only seen turkeys on TV and on a plate at Christmas.
Unfortunately for me, we were stuck in traffic for over an hour and a half and things came to a completely standstill. So I was trapped in the car with the crazy turkey in the boot, 😦 o dear. The traffic was supposedly started by a goods vehicle that felt like going a different way to what road signage showed, causing us to be stuck and moving very little.
After we were able to move, my mum’s brother decided to take the turkey home = Freedom! We got in about 12pm or so after leaving at about 6/7pm.
I’m not sure if this event occured on day 9 of my trip but the incident is VIVID in mind. As you already know, it was the rainy season during my stay. We headed out to visit some family members. Driving was ok, some of the roads were in a bit of a state but we carried on. Until we were driving in puddles that were almost reaching the passenger window in the car!! I was on the edge of my seat and was thanking God profusely that we didnt get flooded in the car.
My other experiences during my stay
The top of the list is NEPA! Everyone complains about Nepa, with good reason. During our stay, most times there would be electricity all through the night and then mid morning, the electricity would go. This meant a lot of the time we would be reliant on a generator. The generator runs on petrol/diesel and powers things up when Nepa isn’t working.
In case you didn’t guess, I had an AMAZING time. I love going to Nigeria and feel lucky to visit even if it’s not as often as I would like. I feel privileged to be from a country that is so rich in culture and has such a great diversity of people. Admittedly, there are quite a few things I would like to change but we always thank God for progress. I will admit, visiting can be a bit of a culture shock and takes some getting used to but as the saying goes, “There’s no place like home”
Thanks for reading,
Until next time