1- The Agbero- His job is to load passengers and luggage into the vehicle. Your comfort or the welfare of your luggage is most times, absolutely secondary to his pecuniary interests. These days, they mostly look neater and act a bit more courteously than they did a decade or so ago. They act all smiley and courteous with you as long as you have not bought your journey ticket. Once you do so, the tables are turned and you are now at their mercy. Shout from now till tomorrow, their terms and conditions almost always apply as far as the loading of that vehicle is concerned. After all, wetin concern Agbero with overload?

The Grammarian- This one has had the 'grave misfortune' of having acquired a little bit of education. So he wastes no time in experimenting his verbosity on hapless agberos and the occasional co-passenger. He is obviously in love with the sound of his own voice, and can't wait to unleash verbal mayhem on anyone who he presumes to have treated him or his luggage unjustly. As one of my Professors in the university used to say, " much education sobers a man while a little education makes a man mad". This one is definitely mad, even though he is not yet roaming.

The Lovebirds- These ones obviously have no regard for public decorum. The only thing they don't do right there in the park, is the actual act of sex. They kiss, smooch, cuddle, and murmur sweet nonsense to each other. Sometimes, the girl will actually take the whole drama to a ridiculous level, by sobbing or weeping openly, when it is time for her to be separated from her male boo. Speaking from experience, that doesn't stop the lady from acquiring a brand new boo during transit, who would smooch, caress, and finger the screams out of her, especially if the journey is an overnight one. Also. the 'love in Tokyo' performance doesn't stop the guy from immediately 'controlling' or importing another babe, immediately his girl is out of earshot or sight. After all, when the desirable becomes unavailable, the available becomes desirable.

The Soldier- This one swaggers into the motor park and immediately proceeds to displace the person in the vehicle's front passenger seat. Mostly, it's low-rank soldiers and fresh recruits that possess this peacock attitude. They come wearing camo t-shirts, talking noisily and forcing their way on everyone else. You can recognize these ones by their clean shaven faces, khaki bags, and their endless gabble about peace-keeping, Maiduguri, their long-unseen family, etc. Please do your best to avoid any confrontation with these peeps, because it is when you collect a soldier-man's slap, that you would truly agree that the Police is indeed, your friend.

The Drug dealer- This one is a hawker of sundry medicines, ointments, and soaps, which he claims cures all manner of sicknesses and diseases. His marketing technique is mostly rudimentary, self-effacing, bloated with falsehoods and bogus testimonies about the efficacy of his wares. After all, if the lizard falls from the top of an iroko tree and survives, he will blow his own trumpet even if nobody else does so for him.



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Dem conductors.

...ma park look small!

The hawkers

Oga we are tired of lists biko

the historians/storytellers: they always have stories to relate with every single happening in the bus or topic of discussion. They talk nonstop and you keep wondering if they spend their whole life travelling and seeing things. You see an accident on the road and they go like "this is just like the one i saw few months back where forty people bla bla bla"

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emperorchedda:
Oga we are tired of lists biko

did I put a gun to your head and force you to open the thread?


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