AMEBO CHRONICLES - Brouhaha At The Fuel Station

Fuel scarcity has its own advantages and disadvantages, for example people meet new friends and business contacts while waiting for their turns to buy they gist to pass time. For others it has exposed their lying partners. LOL





I followed a friend in her car to queue for fuel so we can have enough to go for our delivery. It was sunny and people were buying and normal arguments here and there until we started seeing people gather near a particular car. A fine elderly woman was arguing with a young man.

I walked casually there out of boredom and my Amebo tank was refilled.

Turns out the car belongs to the Woman’s husband who is supposed to be out of town. The woman came with her son to queue and so she got down to see what was happening at the pump, but was surprised to see her husband’s car and a young guy was sitting comfortably blasting music.

She ordered him down and asked for the owner and Guy said it was her sister’s husband’s car and he was asked to come fill it up. Where is your sister and her husband? They are at home he replied. Haaaaaaa

Woman called her son and they snatched the keys from the Guy but he was fighting them and called his sister on the phone to come. I don’t think he explained the situation to the sister on the phone because 30 minutes later the Sister arrived with two boys.

Omooo is this a joke? The sister is the Woman’s junior staff at the local government. She saw the Woman and they both stood for some seconds shocked, then Sister quickly told her brother to meet her at home. They left the car and keys.

Son opened the car and closed all the windows then took his mother to their car. She was still dazed.

I went to lean on the car with other people talking about the matter and I was waiting for her to make the phone call or receive a call but she just told the Son to buy fuel in his father’s car and drive it home, then she drove out of the line with the car they came in, all of us helped her to control the traffic.

I wonder where they are living…