It usually just starts with something as simple as a
toothbrush.
It’s amazing how something as innocuous as a toothbrush
could have so many repercussions down the line. You see I was brushing my teeth
and I noticed another toothbrush next to mine…and I live alone.
Alarm bells rang. This is how it usually starts. Fail to nip
it in the bud and see how it escalates.
Guys check this scenario out... Your guy rings you up for a
Friday rendezvous. You guys go on a drinking binge hitting all the spots.
Usually we begin from a normal bar where they sell pump price beer, then
proceed to a karaoke bar(there are loads of this around now) where you hope to
hook up with ‘working class’ girls, then to a strip club and the final
destination of a club.
Then your guy tells you, he is gonna crash over. Of course
you agree, after all, gals dey around to double-smash into the wee-hours of the
morning. He crashes over. Next day shows, you guys trade stories from the last
night, laugh over it, brag over it, while drinking beer and watching
Premiership.
Two days in, your guy has not left your house. He spends the
weekend. Of course, it’s all fun and games here. He finally decides to leave on
Sunday evening. Good riddance…or so…you think. He leaves with everything except
his toothbrush.
See ehn…anyone who leaves his/her toothbrush in your house
has PLANS! They are coming back.
So your guys mid-week rings you up again. He wants to spend
the night. He has an interview or some bullshit stuff the next day. Can he stay
over and crash? ‘No wahala’, you say. He comes through, this time with a tiny
bag. Know this today and learn from this, that bag might look small but can
contain more clothing materials than Sport Billy’s kit back.
Slowly but surely, your guy would refuse to go… He starts to
hang his cloth inside your cupboard. He starts to drag remote with you. Your neighbours start to know his name, your Landlord thinks he is cool, He starts to
have his own extra key, has his own female guests come through at will, Starts
to use your own master bedroom for shenanigans, sometimes you are locked out
and have to knock for him to open the door, he has his own special drink in
your fridge…My fridge o!, your parents will start to call his phone when they
can’t get through to you, you come home and see your girlfriend and his
girlfriend all buddied up, he starts hanging his photographs chronicling his
achievements in your living room, he starts paying bills with you(if he is
responsible). Some daring ones even start inviting their own friends over to
crash without permission…in your house o!
Just from a toothbrush, he becomes your official room mate.
The toothbrush is a dangerous weapon. Early detection is
key! Notice it and the best advice I can give to you is to give it back to the
owner asap. Leave it at your own peril and see it multiply into a room mate or
more.
You have been warned!
Feel free to share your toothbrush experiences below.
