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Must Read: Man Wey Dey Reason… Part 54

A story written by Flow1759… If you missed part Fifty Three, read it HERE!!!

“make we enter this hostel” Man suggested as we hit the street the next day.

We entered the gigantic hostel with my liver turned Lily. “i dey fear oh, wetin i go talk, e be like say na Female hostel be this oh” I said to myself as i knocked at the door of a room. With the number of flip flops i saw outside, i concluded the number of Ladies i would meet inside would be much.

I took a sip of the Chelsea dry gin Man adviced me to buy in other to give me the confidence to speak boldly. I wasn’t the only one that bought the Chelsea, we all bought a small bottle of Chelsea each.

The Chelsea dry gin ran so fast to seat on my left ventricle, making my heart beat faster.

“come in, the door is open” someone said from inside. I saw from the corner of my eyes that Brainbox took a sip of his own Chelsea dry gin before knocking at the door by my left.

I entered to meet not four or five ladies, but seven ladies. “ehenn! what do you want?” One of them queried.

“are you deaf, what do you want?” Another Lady yelled. I totally forgot what i came for.

“tell them wetin you come for na” the Chelsea i drank told me.

“i came to tell you Ladies that you are all beautiful” I said.

I had hit the Jugular. Because ladies so love a guy telling them they a beautiful, especially when they are more than one, and especially when the guy is as handsome as yours truely Flow. I read that in a book.

“thank you!! Thats so kind of you!! You are handsome too!! Thank you!!” Was what i heard from them that my head was swollen.

“we have heard you, we know we are beautiful, so what is ur mission?” A fair lady said, “ehnnn! My mission was formerly Catholic, but now my mission is Dominion City church” I said and they raised the roof with Laughter.

Since i had entered their Box 18, what was left was for me to strike the ball to the net.

“i am the Marketing Manager of Tupaco Jewellery marketing company, we have so many branches all over Nigeria, but i am in charge of our branch in Owerri” I introduced myself.

As i introduced myself that way, those of them that were keenly watching Home movie on the Tv suddenly turned to listen to what the Marketing Manager of Tupaco company had to offer. I really looked like a Marketing Manager the way i was dressed, except for my unpolished old shoes. One of the ladies stared keenly at my shoes as if it was the Home movie she was watching.

Home movie!! What else could keep seven Ladies in a room if not Home movie.

“Ladies, i have goodies you would love” I said bringing out the Jewelleries.

“i like this one!! I love this bangle!! How much is this Necklace? How much is this earring?” Were the noise that followed.

“Flow u don hamma!!” The Chelsea i drank told me.

“but guy shine your eye make dem no thief ur necklace oh” Chelsea warned me.

My eyes shone more than the Sun.

I Inflated the price to three times the cost price in other to put more money in my pocket.

Women and their materialistic nature. Even though i inflated the price, i still made sales bigtime. Or was it because i told them i was a Marketing Manager?

After much bargaining, i sold Five necklace, Four earrings and Three bangles.

The hotness of my Okro soup was reducing gradually, i could tell.

As I walked the street one afternoon, an Idea dropped, “Flow why you no go give Florence make she help you market some of this necklace” that was the Idea.

As i walked towards Florence’s Boutique, i was rehearsing in my mind how my conversation with her would be like.

Flow: “hello”
Florence: “who are you?”
Flow: “don’t you remember me? I am Flowey”.(abi i resemble Micheal Jackson wey go do Plastic surgery?)
Florence: “i don’t know anybody by that name”.
Flow: “u don’t remember me? I am the guy you saw stealing, sorry, buying Akara the other day. I came here to buy boxers with my friend, remember?”
Florence: “Pls leave my boutique, i don’t know you”.

That could never happen, how would she deny ever knowing me?

“good afternoon, Florence” I greeted as i entered her boutique, “yes, how may i be of help to you?” Florence said. “don’t you remember me? I am Flowey” I said what i had earlier rehearsed. “yes i remember you, the guy i saw buying Akara at the Akara joint few weeks ago” She said.

I thought she said, “yes i remember you, the guy i saw stealing Akara at the Akara joint few weeks ago”, so i said, “i wasn’t stealing Akara oh, i was buying Akara”. “who said you stole Akara?” She said laughing. I laughed also and said, “i said that to make you laugh, that was on a lighter note”.

I had struck the Jugular. I had lighten up the atmosphere.

“so what are you here for?” She asked. “am here to introduce a lucrative business to you” I said, “you see, i am the marketing manager of a Jewellery marketing company here in Owerri, i came to show you some of our products for sale” I explained showing her the Jewelleries.

She was taking a look at the beautiful Jewelleries, and forgot she had opened her expressway. Her legs were wide open revealing her blue p’anties.

“so what is the name of your company?” She asked. I wasn’t paying attention to what she said, i was paying attention to her expressway. My d’ick stood wanting to zoom into her expressway.

“oboy see kpata oh” I said to myself.

“i said, what is the name of ur company?” She asked again. “Kpata” I responded without thinking straight. “the name of ur company is Kpata?” She inquired. “no, Kpatalico, Kpatalico is the name of my company” I said.

Kpata is Yoruba language means p’anties. What a name for a company? Kpatalico!!!

Kpatanla would had been better, because it means Mighty p’anties in Yoruba language.

“i want you to help me market some of these products in your boutique” I went straight to the point. “it depends on how much my percentage would be?” She said. “see ur mouth like percentage” I almost said.

We agreed at a percentage for her, and also a percentage for myself. As a “sharp” guy, i inflated the cost price of each brand of Jewellery, telling her that that was the company price.

I finally gave her about half of the Jewelleries i brought saying, “lemme go back to Kpatalico to get more Jewelleries”. “ok, its nice doing business with you” She said as she shook hands with me. As she shook my hand, i saw that her eyes went straight to my blood sucking shoes. Vampire shoes.

I left her boutique happily. I also concluded to head straight to a Male boutique to get myself a pair of shoes.

Because appearance matters, especially since i had automatically turned Marketing Manager of Two companies. Tupaco and Kpatalico.

To Be Continued…

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