Friday, November 15, 2013

My one minute elevator madness moments, and being average.

I often consider myself to be a reasonably civil 'white-collared slave' in my starched shirt and professional 'poker face', until fate finds me in a lone elevator with my earphones plugged in, then all hell breaks loose.

Today it was 'black magic' crooning 'confam' with 'sasha p.' and it was friday morning after a long tiring week. My fumbled and ghastly laughable etighi moves took over.  This is my shameless confession - I loose all semblance of decorum and dance etighi like no man's business when I'm alone in an elevator.  It's like an evil spirit from 'Banky W' takes over my body.

I got caught out today. You know how it is when your song starts on the radio and you go "shoooo, that's my song!!!" and promptly, i leaned my neck forward like a starved turkey, stuck my butt out like a deranged fool and cracked one unconscious etighi side-step before quickly remembering that I wasn't alone in the elevator.

Two starched-faced white folks looked briefly at me, and for the life of me, I couldn't come up with a witty comeback fast enough.  To confirm my theory that my actions are manifestations of an evil spirit from my village, I returned a stupid cheeky smile that could only have looked like osufia's and hurried out at the next exit.

Someone asked me today how I often appear to be collected and in control (in other words, 'like a boss'. He didn't add that last bit, but it's good therapy to often massage your own ego). I thought to myself, 'you should see what I do in the elevator'.

I believe that one thing nigerians do best, is to not allow anybody make us feel inferior.  And i sort-of don't think this is another ego trip, because I've been told same by a few other african folks. It appears that a common opinion is that nigerians generally have an exaggerated / unnecessarily high opinions of ouselves.  Even for all the bad press that is hardly anyhing to be proud of.
I think that my many years of telling unruly danfo drivers to 'go and hug  transformer' has served me in good stead to generally not give a f&$....even when the truth is that, irrespective of my best poker face, all I often feel like is, plain and average- a crazed wanna-be professional who dances etighi when no-one is looking.

But if a two minute elevator madness moment continues to give me the pump to get through each day in this high stake craziness I have signed myself into, then ain't nothing wrong with that and God bless Banky, and Black Magic and Sasha P.

Everything confam.  Etighi etighi etighi...


13 comments:

  1. Lol. Am sure the security guyz have a fun time watching you on the cctv.

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    1. All you cctv haterz!!! I've done my due diligence already. We don't have cctv in our elevators!!! Lool!

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  2. Makes 2 of us! Hopefully, our security guys are too busy to note my craze.

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    1. There you go, one kindred spirit!!! We should trade fake moves jare!

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  3. lol, your witty comeback should have been a big grin and a "say hello to the weekend" and probably do the full dance like a boss.

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    1. Indeed, like a Boss! Lool! I'll take note of that for the next time I happen to have company! Lol.

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  4. Lol I was just thinking of the CCTV when I read this
    You prolly walking and some peeps are telling themselves "don't worry, he's crazy" LOL

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    1. Well, that's the whole point- we all got a little tinge of crazy in us. Some more than others but. ..live and let live :) Been a minute Janyl.

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  5. hahaha..i love you T. Agbaya aiye atijo!

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  6. Been waiting for your post . Lool. So cracked me up at the office. Your Etighi is def better than mine.

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  7. Hahahaha...
    You brave doing your thing in the elevator. For the fear of cameras and seen and unseen eyes, I stick to being me in my underwear (makes me feel freer) in my bedroom. Only time I can't help it is when my phone rings in public. Eish! As for that one, totally love my ring tone (really isn't a wonder that I miss phone calls).

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