I always bragged that I was the type of guy who never misses a flight, having kept a track record of prompt arrivals for my flights for over 7 years.

Well, it only happened that my Village People were asleep on my matter then suddenly woke up on my first flight to the USA.

So here's what really happened. I had just gotten US visa (more on this later) and of course I was excited that I was going to visit the United States of freaking America! I was looking at my passport like "I have made it life abeg". Man was well pleased.

So I packed my bags to get ready (carried two bags, one empty to be filled for the return trip) and then I booked my flight. At this point I didn't know that my village people had just given me a Social Security number which they'd use to track me.

I booked Qatar Airways.

You see, all this while during my travels, I always flew with Emirates. Qatar Airways' airport in Doha prides itself as "the quietest airport", meanwhile I didn't know this.

But the trouble didn't start here. As per the "Ijebu man" that I was back then, I discovered something...

When I arrived Doha on transit and saw my flight to Texas was in about 8 hours, I took a stroll around the Airport, it was there I discovered that there was this lounge where, for 50 USD, you can eat whatever you want, enjoy free internet, rest till your next flight.

I was like

Brethren, it was true oh! Haaa!! 50 dollars come and see food! Maddeaux! In fact if the bread/ drinks on the tray finishes, they will replace it under a minute. This was heaven, I started asking why I had been flying Emirates like a daft human.

Meanwhile Village People were like

As a Nigerian what else would you expect me to do? Be time conscious or sinzu enjoy? I did the latter. I ate, I watched movies, I chatted on Facebook even gisting with the person who was to pick me that I was on track (LMAO), I caught cruise.

Village people had done it!!

By the time I woke up, I stood up, thanked the person at the reception for the great experience, and then started walking towards the boarding gate.

When I got there, PEOPLE, I started getting questions like we have been looking for you, where were you, I'm like edakun kilonsele

Brethren I HAD MISSED MY FLIGHT OH!!! In fact they had already removed my luggage and all. I was like why didn't you people shout, they said they did, but QUIETLY.

At that point, I was DIE. I wasn't in Lagos, neither was I at my destination, lemme just start cleaning work.

Luckily for me, the lady at the boarding gate was so nice to me, she booked me for another flight to Texas for free but then I was told I'd have to wait for the next 24 hours.

You know what I did?

Your guess is as good as mine.

I WENT BACK TO THE LOUNGE!

If I die I die abi?

I went back to "heaven", even though I had to spend another 50 dollars to get into the reception again it was worth it oh. This time around though, I used alarm clock. Village people will not triumph over me again.

In the end, it ended Village People 1-1 Olawale.