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  • Sometime last year, this woman that I know to a large extent was passing my restaurant with a man. She saw me, stopped and was dragging the man playfully that he should come let them eat at my place, that my food is nice. (she laughs a lot and is very free by nature)
    This man rebuffed her like a child saying, paraphrased “na anywhere you see you go wan enter? If you no fit hold yourself, dey go, you go meet me for house” I wish I was making this post as a video, maybe I would be able to explain with the actual demonstration and face expression on this man’s face. You would think he’s talking to a five year old.
    I felt embarrassed for her, and a little bad that they didn’t come to eat that day, but I shrugged it off. She on the other hand just stylishly said they will come another time, while laughing and placing her hand on his shoulder as they walked away.

    ***
    For context, she’s a single mother. Her husband died years ago, so I believe this is a new relationship as I’ve not seen her with any man till that day.

    I had to bring up the above 👆🏻 in order for you to understand better my experience day before yesterday’s night.

    So on Tuesday Night, this lady and the man walked into my restaurant. They asked what I had and I told them. Then the man asked the lady to choose for him. She chose Native soup. Next thing this man said something in Igbo (of course not knowing I’m Igbo) which is weird cos the name of my restaurant would give anyone an idea. He said “do these people know how to cook soup, let alone native soup. That who knows how it will even taste. That it’s not to decorate a place that is the issue, but for the food to have taste, not this nonsense they cook” I don’t even know what he meant by “they” or where he assumed I was from.
    And the way he said this, very very condescending! The woman started telling him in hush tone that he shouldn’t have said that. He should have waited to taste the food first.

    I ignored and simply told them the price of food plus that they will have to pay before I serve. He started ranting again. That why would he pay for something he hasn’t seen, then asking the lady if that’s how we do here. The lady gave me sign of “I should please serve and not worry” I could tell she was embarrassed and being that I know her to her house, I made an exception.

    I served them food. I had actually thought it was the lady who was eating so I placed it before her. They eyes he gave me eh. The lady just moved the tray to him and now said she wanted pepper soup and malt. He angrily told her to eat what he’s eating. She argued that it’s late and she doesn’t want to eat fufu at night. He then told her to starve then as he’s not buying anything else.
    All these transpired in Igbo.

    Dear God, was I boiling inside 🤦🏼‍♀️
    But I kept my cool of course. I’ve had my share of very rude customers, just that I was feeling for the lady. She had no choice than to join him to eat.
    When it was time to pay, he started complaining about the price. How he won’t come back if I don’t give him discount (remember I made the price known from onset o)
    When he saw I wasn’t responding, he brought out cash. I stood up to collect it, he took it back. Said he would transfer, I called account for him, it didn’t go through. He started telling the lady to pay, she said she wasn’t with cash and didn’t bring her phone.
    He said he needed to use the cash and couldn’t give it to me. Omo eh…
    Eventually, he gave me the cash as he didn’t see any other way forward.
    The lady told me thank you in Igbo and that I am doing well. I responded in Igbo too and he then said “so she’s Igbo and acting like oyibo” The way he even refers to me like I’m not there is what’s funny.

    What brought about this post is that when they were leaving, the woman came back to apologize. Telling me I shouldn’t mind him and all he did, that it’s how he is. I then asked “why be with someone who constantly disrespects and embarrasses you, especially in public” she said it’s cos he’s trying financially. That he just paid all her children’s school fees, so the load has been lifted off of her a little. I told her it’s well as she joyfully left. Like this lady is so full of joy and laughter that I don’t feel she deserves him. But who am I to have a say. He’s probably great in many other areas I’m not seeing so I wish them well.

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    #portharcourtfoodvendor
    #ofeakwuboss
    Sometime last year, this woman that I know to a large extent was passing my restaurant with a man. She saw me, stopped and was dragging the man playfully that he should come let them eat at my place, that my food is nice. (she laughs a lot and is very free by nature) This man rebuffed her like a child saying, paraphrased “na anywhere you see you go wan enter? If you no fit hold yourself, dey go, you go meet me for house” I wish I was making this post as a video, maybe I would be able to explain with the actual demonstration and face expression on this man’s face. You would think he’s talking to a five year old. I felt embarrassed for her, and a little bad that they didn’t come to eat that day, but I shrugged it off. She on the other hand just stylishly said they will come another time, while laughing and placing her hand on his shoulder as they walked away. *** For context, she’s a single mother. Her husband died years ago, so I believe this is a new relationship as I’ve not seen her with any man till that day. I had to bring up the above 👆🏻 in order for you to understand better my experience day before yesterday’s night. So on Tuesday Night, this lady and the man walked into my restaurant. They asked what I had and I told them. Then the man asked the lady to choose for him. She chose Native soup. Next thing this man said something in Igbo (of course not knowing I’m Igbo) which is weird cos the name of my restaurant would give anyone an idea. He said “do these people know how to cook soup, let alone native soup. That who knows how it will even taste. That it’s not to decorate a place that is the issue, but for the food to have taste, not this nonsense they cook” I don’t even know what he meant by “they” or where he assumed I was from. And the way he said this, very very condescending! The woman started telling him in hush tone that he shouldn’t have said that. He should have waited to taste the food first. I ignored and simply told them the price of food plus that they will have to pay before I serve. He started ranting again. That why would he pay for something he hasn’t seen, then asking the lady if that’s how we do here. The lady gave me sign of “I should please serve and not worry” I could tell she was embarrassed and being that I know her to her house, I made an exception. I served them food. I had actually thought it was the lady who was eating so I placed it before her. They eyes he gave me eh. The lady just moved the tray to him and now said she wanted pepper soup and malt. He angrily told her to eat what he’s eating. She argued that it’s late and she doesn’t want to eat fufu at night. He then told her to starve then as he’s not buying anything else. All these transpired in Igbo. Dear God, was I boiling inside 🤦🏼‍♀️ But I kept my cool of course. I’ve had my share of very rude customers, just that I was feeling for the lady. She had no choice than to join him to eat. When it was time to pay, he started complaining about the price. How he won’t come back if I don’t give him discount (remember I made the price known from onset o) When he saw I wasn’t responding, he brought out cash. I stood up to collect it, he took it back. Said he would transfer, I called account for him, it didn’t go through. He started telling the lady to pay, she said she wasn’t with cash and didn’t bring her phone. He said he needed to use the cash and couldn’t give it to me. Omo eh… Eventually, he gave me the cash as he didn’t see any other way forward. The lady told me thank you in Igbo and that I am doing well. I responded in Igbo too and he then said “so she’s Igbo and acting like oyibo” The way he even refers to me like I’m not there is what’s funny. What brought about this post is that when they were leaving, the woman came back to apologize. Telling me I shouldn’t mind him and all he did, that it’s how he is. I then asked “why be with someone who constantly disrespects and embarrasses you, especially in public” she said it’s cos he’s trying financially. That he just paid all her children’s school fees, so the load has been lifted off of her a little. I told her it’s well as she joyfully left. Like this lady is so full of joy and laughter that I don’t feel she deserves him. But who am I to have a say. He’s probably great in many other areas I’m not seeing so I wish them well. #myrestaurauntseries #portharcourtfoodvendor #ofeakwuboss
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