Wayo is everywhere SS!! Actually there was a type of Wayo like this in Nigeria where the steward or driver of the 'bature' (white man), would listen to all its stories, and conversations -some say they would read mails left around the house too.
Upon this information they would play a Wayo. A friendly nice Nigerian -saying he was a student- introduces himself and say his brother had called him that morning and that one the bature's relative -a brother with the German navy- had arrived Lagos.
Friendly Nigerian says he had spent the whole morning looking for the house -no mention of money whatsoever- to bring the news. He lost his bus to Lagos and was going to leave late at night back to Lagos since he didn't want to miss his classes.
Bature gets the name Martin, he was an officer in the German navy. About 40 years, a not very friendly man with a very loud voice. He was a sailor captain of a mine sweeper.
Without no telephone to check, but knowing his relative, everything checks!!! How the hell his bother Martin would come over to Lagos! With flights being extremely erratic, a new comer would take tow days to get to Kaduna -where we were.
The friendly Nigerian offers to bring a bag of clothes, or any small things in order that Martin the German guy may need. In fact if he would take a van he could get there real fast.
My friend was ready to pack clothes, pay transportation plus food to the good Samaritan. But then Elmat parks his Peugeot 504 since he came for a couple of coffee and good German cake he knew he could pinch for his friend's house in a Sunday afternoon.
He gets to know the 'tory', he calls Uwe aside and tell him to inform the guy he needs to return to his house before he leaves to the bus station to collect the goodies.
The guy sense for the first time, he may be busted. He says he is two days without a shower and without changing clothes and needs to say good bye to his old mother, perhaps he could get the bag now.
Uwe thinks, I say: "Uwe you've got to help him." Guy eyes brighten up. I say: "Uwe he comes in the evening here and you take him straight to his bus with your car so that he doesn't have to waste time. In fact he could give him a lift to his mama house now."
Guy shakes a bit. My wayometer hits the red region and five circuit breaks trips.
Uwe says what do you think, does it help you?"
Guy, says: "You see, these vans are very erratically, and first come first served, so if I leave now, I can get the very first one I find in Tudun Wada" (the bus station name).
His wife Hannelore, by now is also in my wave length, and says:
"Yes, you can pass by before you go since I have to pack the clothes and even put some food too."
The guy decide not to press his case and leave. Not without asking for money for taxi, and Uwe gave him 10 Naira.
I tell Uwe this is Wayo, Uwe!!! He isn't going to return. He got his ten Naira and he'll disappear.
He didn't show up. But Uwe was scratching his head on how this guy knew so much about his brother. I told Uwe:
Since that night that a guy appeared in an horrific cover of blood, (I guess it was chicken blood) with a man pretending to be a policeman in my gate, telling he need money because I had hit and run the bloodied guy, I never believe in anyone appearing at my gate again.
In fact my friend was the one out that night and had arrived late. I had been at home the whole evening. We had exactly the same Peugeots. They have spotted him drinking in "Siesta", followed him, and lost him, while searching in the neighborhood they found my house and decide to play the Wayo.
But my steward and my security told I never gone out. The policeman told us to prove. My security told: "Put hand on top of moto. You go see E no be hot. Na cold!"
They froze.
He say: "How comes moto get cold in 15 minutes gabadaya like that, hein?"
"Oga, I told him' make you look for person hit dis man, because e no be me. May be him don drink gogoro plenty, and him be drunk self! Make you comot for my yard""
By this time the palaver between everybody has gone very loud and five other security have arrived, I went back to sleep. |
