I am sorry you spent a fruitless 20 minutes sauntering about Primark with me this sweltry summer afternoon. Trust me, I wasn't playing hard to get when I refused to give you my number or answered your questions with questions. You, put yourself in my shoes. How would you take it if a total stranger walked up to you, not introducing himself but started with "Excuse me?" "Can you hear me?" "Where are you from?". I thought those lines were now archaic. Oh handsome you, how could you? In UK again?
First, you didn't introduce yourself and you wanted to know where I come from. I hope you can understand why I had to reply you with a question. You still didn't get the point. You apologized for not introducing yourself, babbled your name, said you were from Nigeria and as soon as I said I was Nigerian too, you continued with your interview. "Where in Nigeria are you from?"
You know my main problem with that question? It just reveals your misplaced values. That your major concern about whom to date/marry is the state she hails from. Isn't that weird?
In our 20 minutes encounter you wanted to know my age, surname, what I am doing in Nottingham, when I came into the UK, what school I attend, what course I'm studying, when I would be through with school, and indirectly if I had a boyfriend.
I understand that you might be desperate to get a girl to marry and you are not the type that would suck up to the Oyibos. But please, in case of a next attempt on an unassuming decent African girl, remember to introduce yourself fully before demanding her biography. I think you will stand a better chance. Please read my Chyking 101, 102, 201 and 202 for further clarification.
Radiant ~ June 2017