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There was this day that entered a bus going from Ketu to Ojuelegba in Lagos, and a guy entered after me. He was well-dressed and looked slick, what we call ' a botta boy'. When it was time to pay,the following conversation ensued:

"How much is the t-fare?", he asked the conductor in a British accent.
"Wetin you talk?", the conductor asked back, with raised eyebrows. I didn't blame the boy, as the guy was almost inaudible.
The cream young man repeated himself twice before someone came to his rescue and "interpreted" for him. He gave the conductor five hundred naira, and was expecting change but the conductor simply ignored his outstreched hand and faced the other passengers.
The young man waited patiently until the conductor was through with the others, before demanding (again in that British accent) for his change but the conductor continued ignoring him. When the bus was descending the bridge and approaching the final bus stop, the young man requested for his change again, and met with a brick wall. I was about to wade into the situation when I heard from the cream young man,
"Wetin de do you sef? Abi I no wait enough? You wan make I forget am abi? You tink say I be JJC for Lagos? You better give me my money before I break ya jaw!"

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