14 — Oludolapo
14 — Oludolapo
I woke up by 3 am as usual. Another opportunity to burn the midnight candle and become rich. Heavy downpour outside. My bed sheets winked seductively. I went back to bed.
And then it was time to go out. It had rained all night like Noah was back in power, car was in for repairs, so I wasn’t looking forward to the option left…my motorbike.
I hadn’t been on Tatiana in three weeks, so I was pleased when she started up on the first try. I left her to warm up while I went in to don my gear, a process that takes 30 minutes at best. Protective under-shorts first, then biking pants, biking socks, the boots, thermal vest, chest and spine protector, shin and knee guards, leather jacket, balaclava, helmet, gloves…the whole works, because “live to ride, ride to live”.
I stepped out of the door, then took a selfie for the3sixty5NG. I got on Tatiana, when the fuzzy view reminded me I had forgotten to put on my glasses.
I went back inside, searched on the table I usually keep it on, no luck. Kitchen surfaces, bathrooms, chairs, the usual suspects. Nada.
Checked again. And again. Nothing. Upended the furniture. Got on my knees and did a 360 degree sweep of every room, just in case. Still nothing. Checked the deep recesses of the sofa, and found the TV remote that had been missing for over a month. Yay, but still no glasses!
I am short-sighted, and therefore keenly aware that I needed my glasses…To find my glasses. I could have been looking at those glasses without seeing them for all I knew.
I finally resigned myself to my fate and took of my helmet and my jacket.
I felt like smashing something. All dressed up and held captive by ordinary glasses?
Guess where I finally found it on my umpteenth search? Inside a pair of jeans on my bed, inside one of the legs. The same pair I had shaken vigorously multiple times before. One whole hour later.
I couldn’t cry. Kitted up again, got on the bike and… the bike died.
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Oludolapo | An architect by accident. Fully at peace with being a weird and quietly outgoing person. @Mrojelabi on Twitter and Instagram