The rain held me back in the office for another 45mins and with no sign of it stopping any time soon, i decided to make way anyhow so as to catch up with my other 2 appointments for the day.
On stepping outside, i realised i can't manage this without a proper covering, the nearest bus stop or station to me is 7-10mins away. I will be wet to my bone marrows.
So i decided to chill hoping that a black cab will pass by that i can use, but it was as if they knew i was waiting- none came around for over 15mins.
Anyway, i braved it and just as i entered the rain, it poured down more. I started to run. No shelter. No black cab. Nothing.
As i was thinking of making my way to a shelter made by scaffolding, i ran passed a broken umbrella that was binned by the angry owner. I wanted to take it but my arrogant mind, that sometimes put me into trouble commanded me to move on. 'you are a big boy, you cannot be behaving like a scavenger.' It said to me. I quickly obeyed and ran to the shelter. No time to be thinking under that torrent of rain.
Just as i got under the shelter, my humble and good mind told me to go back and take the umbrella otherwise i'll just suffer unnecessarily.
So, i galloped back like a big boy and retrieved the umbrella. I unfolded it, found out it was branded by Marriott Hotel, where i usually have lunch with my rich friends, i smiled not minding the 2 oyinbo gbeboruns looking at me, and put it over my head.
I made my way to the bus stop partially wet but proud of my decision.
No shame!
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