A Knight's Tale

“On the road again, I can’t wait to get on the road…”

It’s 5:00am and the alarm rings, Willie Nelson’s classic song ‘On The Road Again’ plays on my phone which also doubles as my alarm clock but it doesn’t wake me up ‘cause I’ve been awake since 4:48 and was only waiting for good ole Willie to signal the start of another day .

Water is already in the bucket from last night and thanks to the very ingenious engineer who built my tenement building I have to carry my bucket outside the building to the bathing stalls with my phone tucked in my towel with the camera light on which is quite important unless I am interested in walking into a soldier ant muster point. I make it to the stall in one piece and place my phone on a ledge after selecting the bathroom playlist from the media player, 9ice’s ‘Gbamu Gbamu’ starts with Jesse Jagz’s ‘Wetin Dey’ coming next and Donaeo’s ‘Party Hard’ coming last. I usually don’t make it to Donaeo before bath Is over no thanks to Jesse Jagz abnormally long track.

Back in my room, I now have to face the toughest decision of the day “which cloth to wear?”, see I work in one of those strict dress policy companies and for a guy that doesn’t have a strong dress sense it’s hard to decide which tie goes with which suit, I get it right most days though.

Its 5:40 and I’m at the BRT terminus, only the early birds are here at this time so I can afford to be choosy, I want a window side seat so I could rest my head on the glass to snooze and would normally pray for a lovely young lady to take the aisle seat, I know God wouldn’t answer though ‘cause female early birds are hardworking middle-aged mothers hoping to get a bonus or some goodwill by getting to work early, the young pretty ones are at the tail end of their beauty sleep.

5:51 and the bus pulls out after of the terminus after the driver has filled all sorts of forms and cracked some jokes. I start the bus playlist from my phone and readjust comfortably for the one hour plus journey.