Mama Tee Series -The Story Of My First Apartment

Like I said in the last series, I had started applying for a loan at my place of work after chopping correct beatings from my cousins. I wanted to move out.

I got the loan after a few weeks and another phase of my life started.

I had decided to move very far away from my folks and so I contacted a  house agent in my preferred location to get me a one room self contained apartment or a room in a boys quarters with one or two tenants. I paid the necessary fees and we started the search. 

We entered one compound where I saw a very fat woman and another slim one seated outside gossiping. When I inquired about them from the agent, he said the fat one was a Lastma official and the slim one a policewoman . I quickly rejected the apartment. Don't ask me why, Lols.

Another one had a broken soakaway pit located at the back, oozing into the compound, one was sandwiched in-between two churches, chai! noise will just kill somebody. So many houses with commas.

After 2days of searching, tired already, I was forced to settle for this one room self contained apartment. It was a new building , standing alone in a compound of four old flats, complete with a fence and gate(my type of house), the only snag was that the landlady lived in the compound but I was made to understand that she was very nice.

I painted the place and fixed some things, then moved in after knacking correct prayers inside the apartment.
First week, no complaints . Second week, it rained heavily one night. In the morning, I woke up, entered the kitchen to drink water, lo and behold I was met by a swimming pool. The water on the kitchen floor covered my ankle.

Alarmed, I quickly checked the room and my fears were confirmed. Water was dripping from my wall hanger, my shoes were wet, one of my boxes was soaked. The small fan that I had bought a few days before and the only chair in the room, a two seater were not spared.

I started crying.

What did I do to deserve this? A leaking roof? I remembered how we battled with the roof in one of the rooms in my aunt's place for years. Whenever it rained, we placed large basins at strategic locations in the room. Different carpenters tried fixing this roof every rainy season but the leaking only reduced as at when I left. The landlord did not even care. They battled it alone.

Oh poor me! where do I start from?

I cried for sometime, yes I cried very well as I remembered all my struggles since I entered Lagos. At day break, I called in sick at work and then went straight and informed the landlady who called the carpenter.
Like my aunt's place, different carpenters worked on this roof for months. The only difference was that the landlady took care of the expenses.
I suffered so much in this apartment. Asides the leaking roof, another problem was the invasion by cockcroaches. I bought insecticide every week. As they died, another set came in.

 Some cursed cats too were always fighting on my ceiling every other night. At a point I had to complain to my church pastor who told me that they were all witches sent to torture me by the enemies. Hahahahahahaha

He later sent some prayer warriors in the church to come and do deliverance for the apartment. Heheheheeh

However, the endtime roaches and cats refused to leave. I later got to find out from a carpenter that my apartment was built on a sewer pit. Lord!
How heartless can some people be. I confronted landlady and we quarrelled. By now I had stayed 7months.

To cut the long story short, I did not use up my rent before moving out. I handed her over to God and moved out for the sake of my sanity.
This is the story of my first apartment.


Mama Tee