<Funny Story Competition> My Story in Joburg, South Africa.
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In August 2012, I went on holiday to Vanderbijlpark with a friend whose fiancée was a student in South Africa. Vanderbijlpark is about 45 minutes’ drive from Joburg. One the he was to visit his laws in Joburg, I also planned to see and deliver a message to my lions club president’s brother. We spoke on phone to fix appointment but could not fix location till later.
On getting to the location where the guys were to be picked by a driver, I called the man and told him the location. Named the street & a popular eatery, KFC. The driver came and took my friend and his lady away. I waited for 2 hours calling the man intermittently.Finally he called that I should meet him along the road, that he parked near a sport betting office building. He described the brand of car & colour.
I walked up & down the road and couldn’t find him and he could not pack the car to find me.We kept calling till we both ran out of credit. He called again after recharge. He kept giving me the same description and I also kept searching. He was to pick his daughter from school & later his wife from the office.When I noticed that we would continue with the fruitless searching if I didn’t do something else.When he called again, I begged a guy to get the description for me.
Walla! We were both at alternate ends. I followed the guys directive and later found him. Where he was parked also had KFC and sport betting office buildings. Same as they were on my end. I thanked God I wasn’t stranded.
On our last day. We left Vanderbijlpark for Joburg to catch our early morning flight back to Lagos. We were to be picked, from the same point we dropped last time, to an hotel but the driver was spending like eternity to come. Shops closed, streets deserted and weather getting colder.Then I was pressed to use the toilet.Pacing up & down looking for where to empty my bladder. And I was not used to doing it by roadside or in the open.
When the pressure got higher, I had to move to the security guards nearby. When he saw where & what I was clutching, he didn’t hesitate for too long to help. Then it was almost coming out in full flow. We had to take the elevator to the right floor. I hurriedly unzipped, release some into the empty bottle water container with me and ran to the toilet.And hipped a huge sigh of relief.Piss no easy to hold o.
NB: Make you people no laf me o. * *Thank God una no know me. And besides, una fit don shit for body before.
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