Hephzibah was busy soaking her garri and frozen chicken when DS started it all...
DS: The man don repair the generator well well. E don easy to start.
Hephzibah (in her mind): Na today? Let's wait till tomorrow before we start rejoicing na. No be all of us witness the last 300 times wey dem "repair" this generator?
The spirit of supporting Nigerian businesses descended on Hephzibah and she said loudly "Okay".
This morning, DS tried to start the "repaired" generator but it didn't respond...
Hephzibah: Erm, no be the generator wey dem repair well well be that?
DS: Na morning we dey na. The generator don cold na.
DS puts on the standby generator (only here does it make sense to have one duty and one standby generator. Sigh). DS has poured our last fuel in that generator like the widow gave her last meal to Elijah.
I'm tempted to pray that just like the widow's flour and oil sustained her, her son and the prophet through famine, this fuel will last us till Baba has time to tackle Nigeria's economic challenges. I'm expectant but we'll still buy some more fuel, just in case...I guess you're wondering like me how two generators can be sitting in the same area and only one is catching cold. I'm sure Baba will give us the answer when he addresses us from Egypt...*yawn*
Uncle Fashola, please when can we expect to see improved power supply? As in, the electricity we're paying more for? Please hurry up sir, I'm using my last fuel...Thanks.
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