While I sat with a hungry facial look, coupled with a continuous sweating in an AirConditioning room you should think far about me...
The push syndrome in cues never seized to amazed me.The more bell rang for NEXT person the more people from sidelines limp to join the cue with their normal excused slang
"I was here already oo Boss"
"I was here before you"..
When you begin to hear that just step back for them....ma brother.
Still pushing and pushing with a very tried and jounkulized waist.
A shout for my name #FIST came directly from the Banks counter.
There sits a nice succulent damsel.Her dimple on the right cheek like mine.. Lol
How come a Number 46's name be mentioned while I held onto my documents?
I got up steadily with my wet shirt thank God the perfume I wore had a nice aroma behind it. It comes with an Apple peach flavor lol.
Got to the counter. The lady smiled at me.
" welcome FIST. Please your check please"
Really?
I handed it over to her. Within 1min the amount signed was given to me.
With a bad man thought I decided to enquire more about her and why me.
"Excuse me madam. I am in a drum now. Please do we know each other?" I asked
She smiled,pulled her phone and pointed the screen towards me there Idey... Is me in the picture. That was my watsapp PP.
"I am Sakina, a facebook friend".
Huh..... To be continued.
THE ADVENTURES OF FIST.
