MY PECULIAR EXPERIENCE WITH YAHOO BOYS AT EMEKA OFFOR PLAZA_ONITSHA.
I can still recall it like it happened yesterday. It was on that faithful sunny friday afternoon when the blaring sun was threatening to burn everything that emits carbon four oxide. I hastily sprang-off from the couch in the parlour when my phone rang, briskly walked into our visitors' room where I had neatly arranged all my ironed clothes in my newly acquired Italian Samsonite Brown Leather Bag ready to head the villag. I picked up my casual navy blue coloured jeans, white singlet with my red t-shirt. Wore them and dart out of the house towards the street that connects upper Iweka stood awaiting Okada man to cruise me down to EMEKA OFFOR PLAZA. Few years back, after my stay with one of my cousin brother at Fegge, I went to Emeka Offor's plaza to buy one Chinese phone that was in vogue then. Though in Anambra will understand better. When I stepped-in to the plaza, some phone retailers at the foot of the plaza were beckoning on me to buy from them while some other...