Short Story: No Gree For Anybody

Oh, what a twist of events! As my roommate and I were faced with a hefty bill from the painter, we decided to take matters into our own hands. We tagged along with him to purchase the paint, hoping to strike a better deal with the seller.

Little did we know, the painter had a sneaky plan up his sleeve. Speaking in Igbo, he instructed the seller to increase the price of each bucket of paint by an extra #500. Unbeknownst to him, I understood every word but chose to keep it to myself.

When the time came to settle the payment, the painter turned to me and demanded that I foot the bill. However, I wasn't about to let him get away with his deceitful tactics. I calmly deducted #1000 from the total, representing the extra #500 he had slyly added to each bucket.

The man's face turned red, and it seemed like he was about to explode in anger. But before he could utter a word, I revealed my true identity. "My name is Chibuike, and I'm Igbo from Imo state," I said with a composed demeanor.

The man's expression quickly changed from fury to surprise. It was clear that he hadn't expected me to understand his secret conversation in Igbo. In that moment, he realized that his attempt to deceive us had been foiled.

The Man: