One of the beauties of sitting at #timhortons every Sunday to write my drivel is that, I get to see the best of the country that adopted me.
1. Canadians are loyal to their brand – Tim Hortons especially now that Mr. tRump went to work in that brand whose snacks stay fresh for ever.
2. Our African brothers love their plus size Caucasian sisters. You will see a man that looks like a pencil romantically guarding his ẹrù the way a hungry lion guards it’s prey. They did not read Mr Agbese’s piece – Thin Is In.
3. You see the difference between that generation of mine trying to raise children and the GenZ or social media generation. Their children observe no rules and have no limits. They sit down and put their legs on the table or chair as they do on public rides. They can be as noisy as my Somali elders who gather here and kọlọbí a whole row to hold elder’s meetings as if they are doing it under the baobab tree – their voices raised.
4. In the washroom, you will observe how unsanitary some people are – dropping tissue paper in the urinals and sometimes splashing water all around after washing hands.
5. You will pity front desk people who have to cope with unruly customers who believe that they are right even when all they’re being is obnoxious.
6. A homeless man who uses the store as a place to catch up on lost sleep and of course freshen up after being discharged from wherever s/he attempted to spend the night….
All these are fuel or the frustrations that birth #Wakaman every week.
I swear I saw flurries this morning as I drove out to meet a Japanese man I met online who offered to troubleshoot the many yellow lights on my tokunbo dashboard lights.
This good Canadian, an electrical engineer fixes his own cars. He helped me with something I’ve been carrying around for four months without solution with such a simple fix that made me wonder if I still have brain in my head. You never know if only snow remains.
Even in this abroad, a poor man can get an altruistic person troubleshoot their Tokunbo on Sunday morning without asking for money in return. Who asked if I went to Church? Are you God’s auditor?
