“Hole na Hole!” The Humorous Story Of Nigeria’s Homosexual Consciousness
(A Story By Jude Idada)
The Uber driver who took me home last night was garrulous. He talked and talked and talked until his other phone rang and gave me some respite. He excused himself and picked it up.
“Hey babe… Relax na… I don tell you, I get passenger. I go call you back when I drop am… I know… Yes, I know say I don talk am before, but I no call you back as I promise? Ehn, ehn… Na hustle for dough I dey na… Come house kon do wetin? Abeg no dey hala for my head, you no dey chop the money with me? Which kain embarrassment be dis na? I go hang up phone on top for your mouth o… Dis woman I say na passenger I carry no be geyfren… Oya wait.”
He looked over at me as I rode shotgun with him.
“Please sir, can you help me tell my wife that you are my passenger and not my girlfriend? Please.”
His face was stress-filled, contrite and pitiable.
I acquiesced.
“God bless you.” He handed the phone over to me.
I steeled myself and collected it.
As I raised it to my ear, I could hear her heated voice.
“… I no wan talk to anybody. You think say I never hear wetin you dey do outside on top Uber head? I dey drive Uber, I dey drive Uber, you go reach house for six in the morning, waka again for 10 for the same morning, one minute your prick no go raise. You think say you marry firewood put for house? In fact eh, na God go punish that yah useless prick…”
“Good evening, Madam.”
There was silence, and then some heavy breathing.
“My name is Jude. I am your husband’s Uber passenger.”
She kissed her teeth loudly. “I don hear o. Oya gi dat he-goat back di phone, shebi e think say I be mugu.”
“No madam, he is saying the truth. He just picked me from –”
“Abegi! Hole na hole! Wetin toto dey collect, nyash dey collect am too. If no be truth, them for no gi 14 years for Abuja. Gi di bastard di phone make I hia word!”
“Madam, I –”
“Nyashman, I say gi di crazeman di phone!”
I froze, my mouth agape.
This is Lagos.
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15 Comments
Bonie Ray
July 28, 05:41**faints**
Delle
July 28, 07:23???????
Yansh man! So much vocabulary for just one orientation. I’m overwhelmed?
JImmy
July 28, 07:45hey God!!!! i like the woman already!!! at least she doesn’t deceive herself like most Nigerian women, she is well aware of the fact that her husband can as well cheat on her with a man…i love her, unlike most Nigerian women who are married to gay men and live in total denial even when it is glaring that the man is gay.
Sens8
July 28, 08:28???. At least she’s not in denial of what her man could be up to.
Kenny
July 28, 08:57Yansh man? *dies* ? ? ?
trystham
July 28, 10:26Wait, WHAT???!!! LOOOOOL
Mitch
July 28, 11:45????
Where on earth did she come from?
Haba!
Iliana
July 28, 12:48Dis killed me ?????
Rehoboth
July 28, 16:34Sigh! And the bashings continue. Living in denial could be a coping mechanism same as what the woman in the above story is doing.
Bain
July 28, 17:54The woman is so woke.
Black Dynasty
July 28, 21:07Lmao, no chill @ all… damn!
Quinn
July 29, 17:22Apparently Oga has not been servicing madam well enough.??
Gaia
July 30, 14:37That woman sha…. lolz
BRYAN PETERS
August 01, 03:15Lmaoooo. Why do I feel this woman is either Wafi or Benin? *pensive
ParisHilton Bff
August 04, 11:56She is so woke. Loves it