“Oga driver, your bus has torn my trouser.” That is one phrase every Lagosian dread ever having to utter.
If you ever hear someone say this, just know the rest of their day has been thrown off its rails.
At the rate at which bandits are taking up spaces in Nigeria, eventually, our ruling class might have to borrow from the colloquial of the drivers.
After giving up twenty-seven states of Nigeria, I hope they never tell the rest of us to “shift inside”, and manage the remaining nine states.