Life is brutish in Nigeria because of the excruciating hardship Nigerian masses have been going through. For many families, hunger is the highest cause of their insomnia. There's aggression everywhere. Уσυ hardly see anyone smiling these days.
Few days ago, I stopped by to make a simple transaction in Sagamu Branch of FCMB. It was drizzling that late afternoon and many of those who love to hang around banks for reasons known only to them had run inside the bank. Anyone who knows Sagamu branch of FCMB will agree with me that its banking hall is less spacious than any standard.
I walked past the computer doors and I couldn't believe the crowd I met inside. The hall was dangerously congested and everyone, like bees buzzing and zooming towards the scent of sweet honey, jostled to get to the tellers in front. I joined the queue closer to the exit computer door and soon, I had few other persons behind me. I felt uncomfortable at first, but I found relief when I looked past the crowd, straight into the inner banking hall and my eyes feasted on the finest specimens of feminine gender seated right inside. While I allowed this indulgence, I felt a soft tap on my shoulder and I turned round at once.
"Уσυ are occupying my space young man!" An elder man in his late 50s said as I looked straight at him. He was tall, dark-complexioned and clad in a well starched and ironed Buba and Sokoto. Obviously a Yoruba man from his look.
'Really? But I didn't see уσυ here when..
"Then уσυ must be blind!" He cut in angrily.
At this moment I was madly enraged as well but I managed to bridle my anger. I looked up at him and asked him what he considered an insult.
'Is that how to address people?' I demanded and continued.
'At your age?'
'And уσυ are someone's father?'
'I pity уσυr children!'
I couldn't believe his reaction. He charged at me as he shouted at the top of his voice. It took the intervention of the security guys around to calm him. Other customers on the queue expressed shock seeing he started what he now considered an insult.
Throughout my stay in the bank that afternoon, he kept hissing and ranting while pointing at me from where he sat after he angrily left the queue.
Later, I was told he has been inside the bank for many hours to complain the N50 deducted twice from the money sent into his account.
But what's my own? Na me say make CBN or Buhari introduce Stamp Duty?
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