INEC Palaver: Voters Card Fever.

Hello Lovelies๐Ÿ˜ƒ, as you all know, Nigeria is a great country that’s certain. But also not the best country though because of its mismanagement by those in power.



So, early today I went to claim my VCย  at the INEC (Independent National Electoral Commission) office, and it wasn’t funny at all๐Ÿ˜‘. First, the rest and I was asked to form a queue which we did and I was glad to be the 9th person to be attended to because the queue was as long as me๐Ÿ˜‰. So after that, we were settled after the guragura (fighting, dragging and pushing).๐Ÿ˜‚ Nigerians know what am saying๐Ÿ˜‰. So the hour we’ve been waiting for finally arrived. (Thank you thank you, Lord)๐Ÿ™†I was singing that {in my head o) because it wasn’t easy after standing and waiting for hours.

Not until a joy-killer (one of the staff) arrived and said๐Ÿ—ฃ: We will attend to those we didn’t attend to yesterday. When we are through with them we will start with you peoples. And, they were mumbling and insulting. Trust Naija children. While I was in the queue, boiling deep down๐Ÿ˜ค, but what can I do?๐Ÿ‘ค

After all the waiting and all the dramas, it was now the freshmen’s turn (I and the rest).ย 

We were finally called and formed another queue waiting. And the staff attending to us was busy answering and making phone calls like he’s the only one who owns a cellphone for the first! Jezz!๐Ÿ˜ก. I was so vexed that I forgot to take shots for you guys to see the queue waiting for this man who has the guts to make and answer calls anyhow๐Ÿ˜คย ( i felt like punching him!)๐Ÿ™„

Well, I didn’t๐Ÿ˜ƒ. Had to pardon him. And like so, like so….ย finally it was my turn…๐Ÿ˜ƒ oh Jesus! You need to see me dance๐Ÿ’ƒ( that was in my thought ๐Ÿ˜‰).ย 

Then, I did my finger printings and was captured (by the camera)๐Ÿ˜ƒ which confirmed that I was registered. But I was still sweating so hard because of the hot weather and the crowded room.๐Ÿ˜“ Then, I had to take the printed slip to the woman on the next desk to tear out the printed card, and on the spot,

the first man said๐Ÿ—ฃ: Aunty, (referring to me) you are still sweating so hard.

I was like: this is Africa and sweating is what we do ๐Ÿ˜‚(did I lie?).

And after that, I was so excited walking out so gallantly like I was the President’s daughter๐Ÿ˜‚ย holding my voters’ card. Who says I’m not when๐Ÿ™„ my Dad is the President of my family.๐Ÿ˜ƒ

Finally, I made it out alive!!!

So that’s the mighty Voters’ Card.

The scorching sun was smiling so hard on me. So, I ran and hopped into the faster means of land transportation (motorcycle) in Ninja.๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ย 

Boom! I’m home๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค— and that was how my Free-Fun day was wasted to boredom๐Ÿ˜‘.

But hey! Who said it can be made fun again? Unless you guys don’t agree with me… So lovelies why don’t you help rescue my Free-fun day by telling us what you think about this post or Nigeria as a country or your own country concerningย attaining your voters’ card. We all could use some help to learn our similarities and differences. Don’t you think so?ย 

Please make me dab (a type of dancing) and smile like I won a lottery.


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5 thoughts on “INEC Palaver: Voters Card Fever.

  1. This made me laugh๐Ÿ˜„.

    I remember when I went to do voters card sometime in January. They asked me to pay for fuel for them to print it after making me wait.
    I was going to tell them about it being free and my fundamental right as a nigerian but then, I realised I was too dressed to be arguing on top of #500.
    The staff collecting the money wore flip flops and stretched his body revealing his bleached belly (no singlet)every 5minutes.

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