Two years ago , I came down to Greater Accra to break some grounds in oder to pay school fees and also buy some baby stuffs (I gave someone's daughter belleđ).
I do 90% of my rounds on leg because I know some shortcuts and I also need to save enough money.I stayed with a brother at Atomic junction but our station to the various work sites (construction) is at East-Legon (American house).
One fine morning, someone who seems to know me (a taxi driver) called me ...
Driver: are you going our way
Me: I don't know but I'm walking towards American house
Driver: we may not reach there but hop in let's give you a ride (they were two, one guy at the back. A supposed passenger)
*They were actually team members*.
Upon entering I realize the door has developed a fault. The rubber substance at the door keeps falling. Upon reaching the the roundabout connecting UPSA, Agbogba, Adjringano and East-Legon, my grace for the morning was exhusted, I have to get down.
Driver: please help me fix the *door* before you get down.
After try for few seconds
Driver: you can go don't worry.
Me : God bless you.
Before I could say jack, the car is no where to be found. It sped off, my phone is goneđ„čđ„. As to how the phone got missing from my bag, I can't tell till today. Don't be a victim, they are still operating!!!
(Shared by Edward Agbenorto on TroTro Diaries group)
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