We have all had embarrassing moments in our lives that almost bring tears to our eyes when we think about them. *Deep sigh* I have had one too many moments that I wished the ground would give way and swallow me whole, so at least I’d avoid the embarrassment πŸ˜…πŸ˜….

Today, I shall speak of the time I lost my way. I have been lost more than five times but that’s a topic for another day. Growing up, I was used to my parents taking me everywhere or getting a driver for me, and because of this, I didn’t know how to get to places by myself. I didn’t know how bad it was until I decided to visit a friend; it was then that it dawned on me that I had no idea how to get there πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. Anyway, I felt like a grown-up (I was 17), and so I felt emboldened to embark on such a journey on my own; it was an experience (I was scarred for a while).  

I asked for directions from my friend, and I was on my way. Everything seemed easy and straightforward, so I felt optimistic that nothing dramatic would happen; I was sooo wrong. My problem began when I got down at the wrong bus stop and then proceeded to take another bus to a whole different street. When I was deep in the unknown place, I figured I needed to call my friends. I went ahead to describe where I was, and it was almost as if I spoke in a language not yet known to mankind. They kept asking me to tell them exactly where I was, but I had absolutely no idea. I just kept describing what I was seeing and when it wasn’t what I was supposed to be seeing, I realized I had misplaced myself. 

To avoid panic, I started singing happy songs in my head while trying to retrace my steps. You would think that should be easy; it was not. I encountered the mother of all Turkeys; this spawn of the devil was as vicious as they come. The turkey stared right at me like I took its kid or stole food from it. I literally just wanted to get across, but this turkey was standing between me and my journey. So, I tried to do the civilized thing, I moved to the other side, but this mad turkey just moved with me. It was pretty much a stand-off between the turkey and me; passers-by just let this turkey torture me with its stare and occasional gargle. I couldn’t go back because I knew not where I was, and my only way was blocked by a turkey from hell.

For the next 10 minutes, I was stationary while this turkey just kept doing its thing. Anytime I tried to move, it would sound an alarm and try to chase me. My friends were calling to ask if I had gotten into another bus, but I couldn’t possibly tell them that a death turkey was why I had not. After a few more minutes, I saw a window of opportunity to make a run for my dear life. I gassed myself up, tighten my shoelaces, and fastened my bag; 3 2 1 I took off! Oh, but so did the turkey. Flapping its wings and running at full speed, everyone that saw it just laughed. My hands were in the air, and I was running like I just didn’t care (I was screaming inside). You won’t believe it, but this turkey chased me to the bus stop and only stopped when the owner called it back. I was relieved and upset at the same time; I felt like giving the owner a great scolding. See me thinking it was a rogue turkey that had taken possession of the territory; I didn’t know it was actually owned by a guy who witnessed the entire ordeal.

It was even because I knew the turkey still had me on its mind; that was why I stayed put on the bus if not! I’d have shown that turkey who’s boss 😌😌.

I eventually got the bus stop right and met with my friends. They wanted to know why it took me almost an hour to get there, but I would instead be swallowed by the earth than admit that I had an encounter with a demon turkey, so I just said the buses took a long time to load. I am sure when they read this, they would use it to tease me for the rest of my life. Well, I have made peace with it so πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚.

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  1. This is really funny. Why did the owner do nothing all this while?! LoL. I’ve also had my fair share of turkey madness…. they’re crazy birds to be honest.

    Great post!

  2. Leave the owner, you should have given the turkey a hearful to remember till he was baked.

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