When I was in SL I went to St Philip Neri’s church in Fort. On the way out I got into a trishaw and the driver started chatting asking me all sorts of questions
Trishaw driver. ( TD )- Where are you going?Me- Flower Road
TD. – Madame do you visit this church every Wednesday?
TD – Shall I come and wait for you next Wednesday at the same time?
Me- No not necessary
TD- Are you visiting SL?
Me – No I live here
TD- Do you work?
TD what is your job?
Me- a cleaner for Abans.
TD – I can get you a job in Korea. Give me your address and phone number and I will get back to you. I am going there on a job and you can go with me.
At this stage I got worried and said that I am going to Flower Road to meet my husband
TD – Where does your husband work?
Me- Ticket conductor on trains and after work he will pick me up.
T D- Today the trains are on strike so how come he is working?
Unfortunately I did not know that the trains were on strike that day.
Then I pointed my fingers at a man down Flower Road and said that he is my husband and that he is waiting for me and saying this I told him to stop the trishaw and got out. As I handed him the money he stroked my hand and I was lucky to get out .