I begged for money on the NYC subway

Yes, you read right and it’s not one of my jokes. So I targeted getting to the Canadian Embassy 8am with the hope that by 10am I for don collect my Canadian visa. I get to 23rd Street and realize my Metrocard has like $2 (one way is $2.15). Np- abi? Let me get cash out of my purse/wallet. WAHALA!!! My purse no dey for bag- I literally have a panic attack. Luckily I have 25c at the bottom of my bag- so I topped the card up. The dilemma was- should I go back to work and go 2mrw or go ahead and hope God will miraculously put $2.15 in my bag on my way back. The Just shall live by faith after all- so I go ahead. But I can't stop thinking of how I’ll get back. I’m thinking, I’m thinking…… and I thot eemmm…… let me beg for money- at least when they see me they shld believe my purse story- nah? I sized up one lady up and took the bold step of asking her for some change. The woman gon sef come size me up talk sey- “sorry, I don’t have cash on me”. Shooooo!!! My people, it was a humbling experience. Cos I REALLY needed the change- and it didn’t feel good begging talk less being rejected. Please my people- let us be more sympathetic to beggers. Most of the time I give to people (beggers) who ask me for money but if I’m in a hurry or in a dodgy area- I don’t.

Anyway, I as I sat on the train, I prayed to God to tell me what to do. Then I remembered I dey NYC naow? Plenty Chase dey for this city. I have my passport with me as ID and I have my cheque book. Phew!!! So I come out of the train station at my destination- I look left, I look right, I look left again and then I look straight and there it was staring right at me- CHASE. Ope o! I look left and right again to locate the Canadian Consulate- norring. Then I look straight ahead- and there it was- 1251. In the same building with Chase! OMD, I don’t care what ‘yawl’ say but that’s God. I just thank God. So I was able to get enough cash for lunch, my train back, and for my visa application. But I left the embassy in a bad mood. I had to wait 3 WHOLE hours for my visa. Waiting is not one of my virtues. I was so moody that I had a cheese burger with fries to cheer myself up. God forgive me- cos I feel like I’m sinning when I feel this way or when I’m angry.

Randoms……
So it’s been brought to my attention that some people think I talk about my men/marriage (or lack of it) too much. I mean seriously? Whose blog is this? And what are you expecting me to talk about? My children? My employess? My Church as a Pastor? My wedding? My challenges as a Senator? Other people/bloggers? Nooooooo, I’m gonna talk about my own challenges. What I’m going thru. It’s now up to you my fellow bloggers to read or not. I will not write about what you feel I should write about. When I signed up to blogspot.com, there were no restrictions as to what I can write about. When I write about being unmarried and all the guys I ‘talk’ to- I write with the mind set that there are folks out there who might not have embraced their single status like I have. Folks who are worried or depressed about being single. Folks who might think they are the only ones on earth that are single. Folks who have the perception that after a certain age- no man talks to you. I let people know that I too CONSTANTLY face bs from people. I write about myself so they can see that- KO SI BIG DEAL!!! Norrin do you. And I believe there is at least one person who gains from my blog. So I am sorry, but if writing about myself bothers you, please move on to the next blog. Muchos Gracias!!

Speaking of which, I saw Vera over the weekend and Bumight as well. Both are very lovely good looking young women- and it was a pleasure meeting them. They both (separately) hung out with me for quite a while which was a pleasant surprise. Thank you guys for coming over to visit me- I appreciate. Anyway, back to what I was saying, Vera was able to twist my arms into co-hosting her show about "folks 30+, accomplished, single and happy" this coming Saturday. So as a REMINDER REMINDER REMINDER, please tune in this Saturday 10am EST by dialing 646-929-1905 or check out http://www.blogtalkradio.com/verastic for more details on how to listen online and group chat.


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So that you guys have something to ponder upon for Saturday, below are comments posted on my blog by two bloggers. Lets hear your views. Come and hear my sexy voice (LOL!!). Talk to you guys then. Stay blessed.

LUMIDEE said...
........................Whoever said you cant be single at 30 and still be happy? I think this is all a question of understandin who you are and not condescendin to the stereotypes people come up with..Understanding that being happy doesnt mean everythin is perfect but meaning that you see beyond your imperfections and submittin yourself to your inner will,your inner pride and not taggin along with the ish people come up with...

FFF said...
d very sad truth in naija is that once u hit 30, everyone starts panicking 4 u. it's not cos u r any less pretty oh, or intelligent oh. it's just dat d competition is not higher, with d odds more against u. here in najia, men mostly marry wen they hit 30 or a little above it. & most men want to marry chicks they are older than. & since a woman gets into d workforce as young as 22 these days, a young man can easily find a 25 - 28 year old working-class girl, & still feel he is not picking a baby or someone he'd train through school. Den again, d 30 year plus babe may not want to marry her age-mate, who she may be earning more money than. (i don't know y, but in naija here, most men don't really come into comfortable salaries until they are in their 30s. while women are relatively more affluent @ a younger age). These are the odds against a 30+ & single woman! Not to mention dat our naija men 'caveman' mentality of not wanting a woman too set in her ways.

So really, a single woman in her 30s is 'perceived' as being disadvantaged on d marriage scene. unfortunately, this perception has nothing to do with her abilities to make a damn good wife, better than her younger competitors. (note, i use competitor cos d truth b told, getting married is almost like getting a job. nobody would know ur true worth if ur 'CV' is badly written).