The okada man who carried my tomatoes and my whole life story

This okada man stop for front of my stall this morning. He see me dey struggle with two basket of tomatoes. He say make I load am. I ask how much. He say no money, just give am small tomatoes for stew.

I give am. Next thing, this man start to tell me about him wife wey just born twins. Then him landlord wey wan increase rent from 250k to 400k. Then him pastor wey dey ask for new sound system. All this while, he dey balance my basket on him head like say na normal load.

By the time we reach my shop, I don know everything about this man except him name. He drop my basket, collect him tomatoes, and zoom off. I no even ask am say thank you. Na so Lagos be. Everybody get story, but nobody get time to hear am finish.