On my way to work

On my way to work yesterday morning,I was listening to my favorite radio station 96.9 {cool fm} and my favorite presenter Dan Foster{also a judge on West African Idol},when this young lady called the presenter. She was sobbing so hard,the presenter had to beg her to calm down before her words became audible.
I was wondering what could make a young woman so sad on a monday morning?

Then she begins her short but sad story,her boyfriend of 9 years had broken up with her. She does not know why. They had gone together to abort her pregnancy,because he said they didnot have money to cater for the unborn baby. A few days later,boyfriend comes to meet her asking her to provide the baby,she is dumbfounded! "But we went to abort the baby together!?"
He breaks up with her.
Parts of the story was incoherent to me, parts of like when she said "He is a christain","If I tell him, I am not in mood, he will force me!" {doesn't that mean rape?},then she asks the presenter to please call her boyfriend,to beg him! to take her back.

Well,the presenter calls the boyfriend,and of course he sounds all nice, telling Dan to please beg the girlfriend to come back after a whole 9 years. He says he wants to marry her.

Why am I telling you this story? 1. The caller's naiveness, caught my attention, {I am trying hard not to use the word dumb}but I cannot blame her,maybe she doesnt know better.
She has been dating this boyfie of hers for 9 years? That makes her how old? I am guessing between the ages of 23-30. If one is of that age, hasn't she heard of contraceptives? 2. What does being a christain mean? 3.Doesn't she know that boyfie is giving her bullshit and quit? 3. So what if boyfie disvirgined her?must he be the one to marry her? What does marriage mean to her? 4. What does happiness mean to her?

Why are we as women so gullible? I don't want to start woman palava today.

Small gist along way
So, I am driving my danfo o jeje,then small traffic con hook us for Ikorodu road, I see a skinny,fragile young lady with a funny hairstyle, kissing a young hairy man,who is reeking of pot,{Yes, I can smell him from a distance},he is smoking and drinking{did I mention this was 7.45am} and this skinny chick is happy,I am happy too, the traffic is moving.

So, I try to avoid the traffic on the expressway and turn to service lane,but my fizzle brain forgets that the tax I have to pay agbero on the service lane is double. My conductor is angry but he starts to sing a popular christain chorus, I am puzzled,why is he singing?
The passengers join in and then I get it! If the bloody agberos think we are from church they won't stop us! And oh! my goodness it works. They didnot stop us!
Everyone burst into laughter afterwards.