HOW I MET MY INSTAGRAM FOLLOWER.

Have you heard the popular saying about social media? The one that calls it a global village? Well I have, and I did not understand it fully until this morning.


It was almost 8:00am and I was still standing at my popular bus-stop waiting for a bus of my choice. My black jump suit- V-cut low back with a lace-up front fitted my balanced size 8 body like a fiddle. And of course a yellow Ankara jacket to cover up.


I stopped wearing makeup to work some months ago, it was not convenient for me anymore as the late riser that I am; coupled with it's  economic effect on my pocket. I gave up.


But today, I  decided to do abit of touch up which explains why I was late to work, still standing, I heared the sound of an approaching bus. In the bus was a lady waving at me as if she had seen an old friend.


I took a good look at her, she was wearing a midi brown dress which compliments her skin, her chubby cheeks took the form of a mini puff puff as she smiled and waved simultaneously. She was very pretty I must say, but she's not in my memory, trust me; I have searched.

At this point I figured she could be waving at someone behind me so I turned, just to see a blank space, oh! it must be me then.


I smiled back in a dutiful and courteous manner as I walked closer to her bus, she must have sensed my confusion so she shouted ‘Instagram!’ Instagram? This blew me away! You follow me on Instagram? She said yes! You need to see how my smile brightened, I actually blushed.


I was now standing by the door, what's your Instagram handle I asked her excitingly,  she mentioned it and it now makes sense. Wow, I love your page! I actually love her page, she promotes small businesses and women in business.

I'll be in her DM all day, maybe we can do some collaborations. Maybe she will become my friend. Wishful thinking.