Time Out

nkwobi

Ever thought about a perfect get away from the hustles and bustles of life…I decided to take two of my good girlfriends out for lunch. We wanted something African, tasty, saucy that would bring out our inner yen and get us refreshed for the week ahead. Note that we are single ladies.

Already at the joint we ordered two plates of Nkwobi and one plate of NgwoNgwo and the meal did not disappoint. With running noses, we started talking about our personal lives one after the other. I was not sure of where I stood in my relationship and I passed on the conversation, Gf 1 is about getting married and was the most excited of the three of us. Gf 2 had held onto a grudge for a long time and wants to finally give peace a chance in her relationship.

Well I made some observations, men winked, some offered to join us and my friends obliged them. “It’s a table for three” I was quick to say, but my friends were having none of that.. “Don’t you look dashing” they would say and give them a knowing look indicating that I am single and up for talks.

 I was forced into conversation with my friends and two guys, my mind drifted to the Nigeria vs Malawi game, Manny vs Bradley match, Portugal vs Germany and I kept fiddling with my phone to get any updates.

Nadal's 7th major on clay

I was reprieved, my phone was seized and I was given a lecture on how to be less boyish and more girlish. They also promised to make my picture their DP for a week; a form of advertisement to drive men my way. And those guys gladly asked for their pins. I passed on mine. I was about settling the bills when one of the guys in a rather loud manner declared he would be a gentle man and pay up. I reminded him that he table crashed, it’s my bill to foot and I work hard for my money hence spend it as I like.

Okay my friends gave me a piece of their mind later on but I made my point..I am no endangered specie waiting to be helped…

Meanwhile, Nadal won his record 7^th major on clay court... (At least I am celebrating a man)

Winks