Huhm, it's unbelievable, but you better believe this, because on this particular day, even me questioned my choice of career, like WTF.
It was Saturday afternoon, my cousin has been complaining about how choked weekends are for her, so I decided to go help her out at her stall where she sells food.
I don't want to go, because as I stepped out and felt the sun on my skin, I had knew within me that this is a sign, it was as if the angel in charge has been angered by the people in my locality. Well, I went anyways, we beagn attending to customers, selling rice, beans, jollof, spaghetti, drinks and the likes.
Just when we thought we should rest as the traffic has reduced, this woman came, she was well dressed and her outfit screamed luxury, she came with her "I just left banana Island" kind of attitude.
"Good afternoon ma" I greeted her.
She looked at me from head to toe before giving me a response, and me wey no too send too, I looked at her from toe to head too. Me sef get eyes.
"Yes, afternoon, do you people sell ice cream, I mean fried ice cream?" She responded.
It was as if I didn't hear her clearly, "can you come again ma'am, you said fried what..?"
"FRIED ICE CREAM" she repeated it confidently, this time she was shouting.
I still couldn't get what she was saying, my cousin had to standup to move close to us and looked from me to her.
"Nibo la tun jasi baiš¤¦. Ma, we don't sell fried ice cream here, we only fry eggs, yam, sweet potatoes, there's actually nothing like "fried ice cream" ma, only if....."
She didn't even allow my cousin land before she cut her short...
"Young woman, are you trying to say I don't know what I'm saying?"
"Young woman? Me, a mother of three..." My cousin mouthed as she sighed.
"Don't you people surf the Internet, don't you watch Instagram, I saw it there, it caught my attention and I decided to go for it."
Am sure my cousin couldn't hold in her laughter anymore as she rushed in to burst it out. Well, I'm still trying to hold my in, even though it was not easy, but then, I had to maintain my professionalism and treat this potential customer well.
"Alright ma'am, which flavor would you like to have, vanilla or chocolate?"
She smiled at me as she responded, "good of you boy, vanilla of course."
I made my way to the fridge and brought out one of the packed ice creams, I placed it in a tray together with the spoon and stretched it out to her. *"This is what we have here ma'am, we don't fry ice creams?
"Are you serious at all, I said fried one...are you taking me for a joker?" She said looking a little bit angry.
"I don't mean to get you worked up ma'am, but here's it, you can take up that frying spoon there, and there's oil on the fire, you've watched it, let's see how it's done." I replied her.
She stood up, looked at me, then down at the ice cream places before her and sighed as she walked out, when she got to the door, she looked back and said, "you people don't even know business, if it was in lekki, it would have been done by now."
"Best is to visit that lekki asap." I mouthed inaudibly.
And that was how she left, it was then my cousin came out laughing so hard that tears rolled down her face. "You should have told her what she wanted was a special delicacy we only make on Sundays."
"It's your shop naw, so she's your customer, you should have come out to tell her that."
And we both laughed it off..
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