Sunday 26 February 2017

INFORMATION VS TWERKING NIGERIANS

So there I am in the office explaining the conflict between Israel and Palestine to my friends. They seem intrigued. I am a story teller and i cannot, for the life of me, tell a simple story without acting it out. My arms are allover the place, I am drawing missile projectile paths in the air, I am making exploding sounds with my mouth... I mean I am in there!
How I demonstrate the "six day war"
Just as I begin to narrate the "six day war" in Egypt as if I was actually there, an intern storms in with a sense of emergency and excitement in her eyes. She is making one of those little screams 22 year old ladies make in the presence of shiny objects. Trust a light skinned third year college comrade with her pretty lipstick to steal attention from anyone. She was waving her Huawei Y360 smart phone in the air while making a poor attempt at running towards us thanks to her yellow heels.
"You guys have to see this!" she squeals. She is cute.
"Actually Israel is about to attack the Egyptian air force here so..." I try to down play whatever she had downloaded thanks to the free wi-fi in the office.
"what is it?" No one wants to know which side of the war to support any more. So i put my imaginary jet-fighters back and join in the circle that has formed around this intern. Her perfume smells so nice. or is it her hair? Whatever it was, it was sweet.
"This Nigerian chic has released an awesome twerk video but watch what happens at the end!" she squeals again. Everyone was in on it. The Nigerian lady got skills though. The leso around her waist falls off at the end exposing her nakedness and the whole office roars with laughter. I pride myself in having an excellent sense of humor. On any other day i would have laughed my head off. Not today. I am an actor and I love my attention. She "runs" off to the reception to spread her message to the rest of humanity.
"So Chochi, you were telling us about Egypt?"
"The thrill is gone..."

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