....So You remember Aisha from the last post abi? and How we exchanged pins when we got off the bus abi? Yeah, so I pinged her a couple of times A week passed and I didn't get any replies. Then I remembered she said she was regular at my pub for lunch, so I thought to check with the bar staff if they'd seen her lately. So I opened Aisha's bb display pic and showed to Shenika (one of the bar staff girls). Shenika's reaction startled me. "hahahaaaa! How'd her picture get on your phone??!! No, I mean how'd you get her picture??" she asked further. I was confused now. In short she left me standing there and ran to tell another of the bar staff girls that I had a pic of "That Lady that always drinks red wine when she comes around". And that is when they both gave me "Aisha's" full gist.
In short these too didn't mince words "She's a prostitute Sugarking" they chorused. They said she was always regular there, always only ordered a tall glass of red wine and always left drunk. That wasn't their problem they admitted but it was the fact that she always came in with a guy, each one different from the last! Dem laugh me no be small. They said she had even tried to come onto "Steve" also a bar staff who didn't pay her any attention as he was gay. She had also tried to move to Penny's man friend (another bar staff). Penny made me promise to have three condoms on if I must do anything with her sef. lol. Then I started to correlate the Bar staff stories with what Aisha herself had said. She said she was a "social worker", freelancing in about 5 different parts of the town, and liked to meet her "clients" for lunch at my pub.....Makes sense??? lol
Anyways, it wasn't long before I met her at the pub again. I had just finished my shift and was chilling by the bar with a beer the manager had bought me. "hey!!!! how are you???!!" she said, and she had two men with her this time. I replied that I was great, she started to apologise for not pinging me as she had actually lost her bb that first night we met. She had some very mai mai phone for a replacement too. haha. Anyways she asked if I was going back home and that she was going that way so If I could please wait for her to finish her drink with her "clients" would be great. I said "cool". We where soon out of the pub on our way to the bus stop. What's funny is how all the bar staff that day noticed us walking out together and I became gist o.
So we got on the bus, she proceeded to the top deck of the bus and I followed her sha. We took seats right in front of the bus. This was bad mehn! Aisha was drunk, smelling and talking at the top of her voice. There was no denying the audience we had behind us. It took me all the energy I could muster to not go down and kick the driver to move faster. Meanwhile I obliged Aisha the conversation I could manage. She actually did 99% of the talking in my opinion. I was all "hmm, right, OK" e.t.c She was slurring so bad in her speech it was unbelievable.
I was glad when we finally got to our stop. But that was just the beginning of my woes actually. I climbed down the steps to the lower deck and stepped out and turned just in time to see Aisha falling off the bus!!! As in she was all fours on the cold pavement!!! I was flabbergasted! I had a strong mind to just walk away mehn! Shey you see me? I hate to be involved in public shows of any kind. I flee from it. You can curse me and my life, and i'll just jejely walk away. She fell off the bus. Chai! I was soooo embarrassed! I quickly looked up and down the road and thankfully there wasn't a lot off people watching. Even the bus driver thought he had run her over or something and had to wait a while to make certain she was well clear of the bus before moving off. And she didn't even get up immediately, she just lay there wimping. I took her by the arm and tried to lift her up but she chose to sit there on the pavement and wimp some more. I prayed with my last breath that she didn't fracture anything. I wasn't about to start carrying anybody anywhere. Thankfully she was able to stand and walk. And that's what we did till we went our separate ways with her all apologetic for "embarassing" me she said. I brushed it off as nothing though but was all too glad to be rid of her, her pin and every other thing associated with her. I don't know what it was, but she wasn't the same in my eyes again jare
I got to work next day and everyone had some big grins on their faces like "so was she any good?" "No she wasn't!" I replied "She didn't even step foot in my house!"
Yeah so there goes Aisha jare. lol
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