Tracy had always been worried about her falling hair. She couldn't pinpoint exactly why it's happening to her, she is still young and vibrant. Hence she can't be losing her hair so early. This makes her mind so preoccupied that she is so distant this morning specifically.
Lagos traffic at it again, it's been dragging for over 30 minutes. Great, it seems today won't be a good day.
She was so lost in thought and didn't see the lady vendor leveraging on the traffic to sell her a product.
Vendor: Hello young lady, here is a natural hair supplement for you. It fixes hair fallout and breakage, and it's completely safe without side effects.
Tracy: (Oh,a solution to my concern?) Let me see it.
Indeed it is a well packaged product and is inviting, it's hard to say no especially when she was experiencing the problem that the product solves.
Tracy: Are you assuring me that it will be effective?
Vendor: Of course Madame, ask about our company. We sell genuine products, tested and trusted.
Tracy: So how much is it?
Vendor: It's just $20 ma.
Tracy: Haba, that's too expensive. I will give you $15.
Vendor: No madame, you don't know the value of what I'm selling to you. It can't go for that amount ma.
While they were both dragging the price, neither of them noticed the slight forward movements of the front vehicles. The bus driver followed suit which threw Tracy and the driver off balance a little bit. The vendor's head oscillated very fast which revealed a shocking revelation...
She was putting on a wig!
Her hair were actually worse than Tracy's, uneven and scanty.
Tracy: Excuse me, so why don't you use your product?
Vendor: erhm, the thing is I love wearing wig and..and I never paid attention to...
Tracy:(retuning the product) I'm not interested,thanks.
It's funny how you think you can sell to others what is not manifested in yourself as the vendor. Tracy remembered she once had another similar experience.
A man was running after her in the hot sun trying to sell her a book titled "How to become a millionaire in 6 months". Why didn't he himself read the book?
How ironic can that be...
When the naked offers you clothes.