So I was in a bus earlier today and there was a lady sitting in front of me, she’s the reason behind this rant. She called for one the guys who sell in traffic to buy plantain chips; she first asked if it was fifty naira and he replied in the negative saying it was a hundred naira only so she didn’t buy. We were still stuck in traffic so the guy was very much around. She called for him to come again and said he should bring two but give her nylon with it; he looked disappointed as he didn’t have what she was asking for – a nylon - he didn’t expect her to ask for it. I mean, who asks for nylon for buying plantain chips in traffic. I think it’s a no-no but the guy wasn’t willing to give up, he had to sell his ‘market’ so he won’t end up not selling all at the end of the day.
He gave her the chips, the bus had started moving then. She took her time to select from his carton scrutinizing each like she was looking for the perfect one. Sigh. She finally selected two that met her standards but didn’t pay the guy; he had to bring nylon first. The bus was moving still. He disappeared for more than five minutes and I began to get worried and angry at the same time. She had a big handbag with her which she could have put them in but she chose to add to the guy’s stress in a very mean way. She began to look back wondering where he went while I silently prayed he appeared soon to get his cash at least. She held out the chips close to the window in such a way that indicated that if he eventually appeared without nylon, she would return them to him.
He eventually appeared at a time I had given up with a rugged looking nylon which she reluctantly collected and then put the chips in them. Instead of her to say ‘thank you’, she said ‘wetin con happen now’ instead. That was the height for me. I mentally slapped her thrice at that point. Like how could you be so mean? No one is asking you to be nice to hawkers or anything but can you just not make their lives worse than it already is? Is it because you’re fortunate enough to not be in their shoes that you feel you’re too big to have human feelings towards other people? I don’t get it. My rage was bound-less though I managed to look calm though a bit disgusted at her show of what I can’t even name so I decided to take all of the energy and put it into writing hoping that someone somewhere will stop treating hawkers like they don’t exist enough to be treated well but they exist enough to provide the goods/services people like that lady needs.
These people have a life, they have troubles too and it’s so obvious. If you cannot make it better, don’t make it worse. Don’t let them run marathon because of the fifty naira they will only gain five naira from. It’s a tough world already and everyone is trying their best to work hard towards creating the kind of comfort they want regardless of the method of their hustle. Some hustles are just more obvious. Don’t be the one to give someone a bad day or toughen their already tough life. Remember, what goes around comes around. Hawkers are human too and should be treated as such.
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He gave her the chips, the bus had started moving then. She took her time to select from his carton scrutinizing each like she was looking for the perfect one. Sigh. She finally selected two that met her standards but didn’t pay the guy; he had to bring nylon first. The bus was moving still. He disappeared for more than five minutes and I began to get worried and angry at the same time. She had a big handbag with her which she could have put them in but she chose to add to the guy’s stress in a very mean way. She began to look back wondering where he went while I silently prayed he appeared soon to get his cash at least. She held out the chips close to the window in such a way that indicated that if he eventually appeared without nylon, she would return them to him.
He eventually appeared at a time I had given up with a rugged looking nylon which she reluctantly collected and then put the chips in them. Instead of her to say ‘thank you’, she said ‘wetin con happen now’ instead. That was the height for me. I mentally slapped her thrice at that point. Like how could you be so mean? No one is asking you to be nice to hawkers or anything but can you just not make their lives worse than it already is? Is it because you’re fortunate enough to not be in their shoes that you feel you’re too big to have human feelings towards other people? I don’t get it. My rage was bound-less though I managed to look calm though a bit disgusted at her show of what I can’t even name so I decided to take all of the energy and put it into writing hoping that someone somewhere will stop treating hawkers like they don’t exist enough to be treated well but they exist enough to provide the goods/services people like that lady needs.
These people have a life, they have troubles too and it’s so obvious. If you cannot make it better, don’t make it worse. Don’t let them run marathon because of the fifty naira they will only gain five naira from. It’s a tough world already and everyone is trying their best to work hard towards creating the kind of comfort they want regardless of the method of their hustle. Some hustles are just more obvious. Don’t be the one to give someone a bad day or toughen their already tough life. Remember, what goes around comes around. Hawkers are human too and should be treated as such.
Facebook - Odusola Aanuoluwapo
Instagram - @i_am_phleg
Twitter - @odusolar
BBM - 2BC07AB1
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