My typical weekday routine to get to work is simple. The alarm goes off at 6.30. I eventually roll off the bed at 7.00, after sneaking a last-minute cuddle with Tee (Ugh! Why are that early morning last minute cuddles the absolute best?)

I leave the house at 7.38 exactly, grabbing my brown structured leather bag (or so the label says), my red and blue tartan scarf and my fake fur hooded black jacket. I’m sure most people can recognize me from a mile away.  If I leave at 7.39, I’d have to walk a bit faster. Despite my bingo wings (aka Christian mother arms) and my love handles, I’m still not a fan of exercising. I get on the 7.45 bus and get the 7.52 train to work. If I’m in the mood, I put on some powder and wonky eye-liner. I arrive at work at 9.10. In time for 9.30 resumption.

So hopefully you can understand my rant. Doing all of the above this morning, getting to the bus station, and the bus doesn’t arrive. It just doesn’t arrive.

Okay cool, I’ll get the 8.00 bus and get into work for 9.35…Not too bad.

I and seven other people wait in the cold for over 15 minutes. Everyone’s frustrated but only mutter silently to themselves.  I try to call a cab. An unusually happy feminine voice responds ‘Your taxi will be with you in about 40 mins’. Sigh. ‘Never mind Hun, I do not have 40 minutes’.

Commuter rant getting to work

We all saw the 8.00 bus approaching. We all flagged it down. It zoomed off.  No explanation. No acknowledgement of our existence.

Smoke was literally coming out of my ears.

I eventually got the 8.15 bus.  Which meant I got the 8.50 train. Which meant I got to work at 10:01. This wouldn’t have mattered so much. I mean these things happen.

But I’m a junior lawyer and I share an office with a Partner, my supervisor. He’s been away since the Monday of last week. And I’ve been getting into work early.

But he got back in today. There’s no way on earth he won’t think I’ve literally been taking the piss in his absence.

How do I explain that it was just a mere coincidence?

How do I explain that Tee and I probably jinxed it, by joking all week that although the bus and trains have been on time, the day Partner returned would be the day there’d be an issue.

I stepped into the office. I did try to mumble something. But that’s probably all it was. A mumble, I doubt he believed me.

*I typed the above end to the rant on the train, on my way to the office. Because that’s what I thought would happen. But what actually happened?

I stepped in. I spoke up. Almost louder than I normally would.

Me: I’m sorry I’m in late, my bus was so late.

Partner:  Your Boss?

Me: *makes a mental note to check the correct pronunciation of Bus and generally improve my spoken English* – I meant the bus which gets me to the train station.

Partner: Oh sure. Understood!

That wasn’t too bad. Sometimes we envision the worst and things actually turn out way better!

Have you felt the need to rant recently? Leave a comment below. It’ll make you feel better


Kachee.. xx

pS: He was also so pleased with me that he gave me tickets to the Orchestra!!. Ok.. Not exactly.. He did give me tickets, and in a later post I’ll let you know the real reason.


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  1. Bagos Mutendi

    February 12, 2016 at 11:06

    Hmmm…this was so good that i had to read while currently in a terse client meeting…You were and are born for this…

    • Kachee ||

      February 12, 2016 at 12:58

      *major blush*!! Thank you so much Bagos. I really appreciate you taking the time to drop a comment. ps: SOme client meetings require a good read to power through.

  2. Bababi

    February 14, 2016 at 07:07

    What???? You roll out of bed at 7am and leave the house at 7:38am? ?? Wow! For that, I give you an award.

    • Kachee ||

      February 15, 2016 at 16:28

      Munwa! My James Bond skill is out of this world. I’m honestly trying to change and wake up earlier.. Sigh. Sleep is just so good!

  3. Faith

    February 22, 2016 at 15:53

    You write soo well!!You see, someone shared one of your posts on Facebook and I thought I’d just hop on for a two-minute read?Here I am going through all of your posts! LOL.oh eyes had to do something other than work. Your writing is balm to my tired eyes.Ah! and the rant? I live and work in Lagos, so..the rant is per-second-per-second! LOL.

    • Kachee ||

      February 23, 2016 at 12:13

      Awww Faith. Thank you so much. That means so so much to me. Hope you’re well, and post UI life has been good. That Lagos rant eh… It’s a constant, but we shall overcome.


    February 25, 2016 at 10:46

    Anytime i am late which is almost everyday thanks to my new makeup addiction, laziness to get out of bed earlier and potty time routine, i just keep a straight face after greeting my boss so that no explanation is requested…

    • Kachee ||

      February 25, 2016 at 12:18

      Hahahahaha! Sometimes that straight face doesn’t work oh… My Boss will with a straight face ask you right back why you are just getting in…

  5. Joy Ahaneku

    March 7, 2016 at 12:18

    Not work related but family related…this took me few years back when I was still living under parents roof and sometimes I just have to go out right? It goes on longer than expected and ouch, I look at my wristwatch and I exclaim “aaaaah mo gbe!” Popsi don come back oh. See me see imaginations and formulating lies in my head na. Lol. Only for me to get home and (1) pop ain’t home yet or (2) the “dude” did not even notice my absence. But the wonderful day that our Lord has created that I did not bother………hey yekpa!!!!!…… #just notice the exaggerated ellipses and exclamation marks. I don’t need to go into details.

    • Kachee ||

      March 10, 2016 at 22:09

      Looool! I can imagine what happened the day you did not bother. At least you survived it. Hahaha…

  6. Tuke Morgan

    January 3, 2017 at 10:01

    Lol, English Humour, he was probably just playing with you. Tuke’s Quest