By Victor Kwame Sampong
An incident happened during the week that made it to today’s episode. I was discussing it with a friend and he thought that I broke the ‘Bro Code’. I tried explaining to him that this isolated incident doesn’t count as such, but he would have none of it. And so, here I am, bringing it to your doorstep for an objective view.
For context, here’s what my AI defines a ‘Bro Code’ as:
The “Bro Code” refers to an unofficial set of rules or guidelines that govern the behavior and relationships among men, particularly in a social or friendship context. These rules are often unwritten and vary depending on cultural and personal norms.
Some common aspects of the Bro Code include:
1. Loyalty: Standing up for and supporting your friends.
2. Confidentiality: Keeping personal conversations and secrets within the group.
3. Respect: Avoiding romantic interests in your friends’ ex-partners or family members.
4. Solidarity: Having each other’s backs in social situations.
5. No emotional displays: Avoiding public displays of emotion.
6. No gossiping: Refraining from sharing personal information about friends.
7. Reciprocity: Returning favors and supporting friends in need.
Now, let’s go back to what went down.
I was at Eliozu Flyover at about 12:30 am when Bertha booked me from The Good House, along Eliozu Road. After agreeing on a suitable fee for both parties for the trip to Alakahia Junction, I drove down to her pickup point. She was out already. We were almost at the main gate when she asked me to stop. She say e be like we go cancel the trip O, because her boyfriend just told her there wouldn’t be any okada guys at the junction by this time to bring her into the street and it didn’t seem like he too was ready to come out to walk her down.
I don already bill this girl N7,000 to stop at Alakahia Junction. How I wan take miss this money na? Na so I chip in….by asking if the guy usually comes out for her at times like this? She said yes. Even though she’s been there 6 times, the guy came out four times and she used bike the other two times.
I con ask her again, if her boyfriend was aware she would be returning this late and if they both agreed on how to get there? She said yep. Na so me sef add …”so what changed? Abi him don carry work?”
She picked it up and asked wetin e mean?
I explained to her that e fit be sey him don ‘carry work’ and wouldn’t want you crashing his party. I could be wrong though. She begin reason am. The seed of doubt had been sown.
She said I should proceed with the movement. If we reach there, we go see as e go be. Na so I match am.
She began explaining to me, that it’s a new relationship. She likes the guy, but she also needs to be sure he ain’t playing a fast one on her before she commits fully to the whole thing. I agreed with her. I still tell her sey if we reach there and bike no dey, I could take her in for an extra N3,000 because the roads there no nice. But she argued for N2,000, thereby bringing the total fee to N9,000…I stamp am in agreement.
We got to the junction and she just told me to proceed inwards. The place sef no dey inside like that, but who cared?
She just went straight to his door, then the window and peeped. Alas! Another banny don lap the nigga.
Me sef didn’t bother asking for payment first. I stayed back to watch what was about to go down. I already knew what to expect and the potential business deals that might come out of this. I sabi get patience well well.
After calling him on the phone that she was outside, my guy man came to open the door. I’m sure he too was surprised to see her because she already gave him the impression that she was heading back to her own house. But nigga refused to let her through. After a few exchange of words that lasted about 10 minutes, she returned to the car and directed me to take her back to her house at Rumuokwuta. This was the part I was waiting for. It worked.
Na so I zoom off, dey console her as she dey cry inside car. I turn to prime motivational speaker.
Road free na. So in no time, we don reach. She asked how much. I broke it down for her: N14,000 to & fro, N4,000 to enter the street in & out, an extra N2,000 for waiting time… totalling N20,000. Heartbreak no let am reason am sef. She just asked for details and sent me the money, with plenty gratitude to go with it.
She still dey tell me how nice I am, a gentleman and a good guy. My head don full. I sat with her for extra 5 minutes before we said our goodbyes.
Na there I kukuma close for the day Oo.
So, back to where we started from…how did I exactly break the ‘Bro Code’?
From the above narration, which one did I even fault? Especially, since the nigga ain’t even my guy?
Na my business interest I dey protect ni!
Anyways, I await your responses in the comment section below.
