I had no idea!
If anyone came around me, male or female and asked for a hangout, I’ll be thinking of places like Cubana, Jade, the Cave…you know, restaurants with open spaces where you can be with friends and eat and joke and talk loudly and drink and maybe even smoke if that’s your thing…I would never think I was being asked to come have sex with someone or two others and be paid for it.
Ok, let me back track.
So I was with this young woman…not too long ago, young as in 24 years old.
She had worked as a petrol attendant for two years or thereabout and earned N35k. She told me she wasn’t interested in going to school but had at some point thought she would start a business, selling lubes, et al in a big shop. Ok, not a bad idea having been around petrol for two years.
But she quit.
Many months, she said, she never really took home N35k as a whole. Her supervisor would find ways to deduct from her salary. If it isn’t that she came late to work, it would be that her pump oversold and so the money didn’t add up (what of when undersell by cheating unsuspecting drivers?- there was no response to that.)
Ok, so she quit her job because the money wasn’t even enough to do anything tangible, she said, how long would she save to own a shop, even a kiosk without local government interference is nothing less than N250k upwards, add that to the fact that she had to eat from this same N35k, transport herself…(thankfully she had no mother or siblings to care for but imagine if she had?)
She had strong points for quitting, I admitted but to do what afterwards?
She got offered to do “hangout” that paid her between N20-N40k per night!
That was what threw me.
Me: “Hangout? Who pays you N20-40k for hangout? Your friends? Is this some kind of game or …”
Girl: “…for sex, na aunty, you don’t understand?”
My jaw dropped!
I snapped it up in a sec!
Me: Ok, wait, let me get you right, so you hangout as in you do high class prostitution…
Girl: “…it’s not like that aunty, its hangout!”
Me: “Ha, I’m old…”
Girl: “Very”
I then got educated on why she would prefer to hangout to continuing at the pump. She had been doing this hangout now for about 6 or 7 months at the time we met, had accumulated a neat sum of N560, 000. Which she told me could have been more but she had to spruce up; she bought wigs, bags, shoes, short clingy dresses, lashes, nails…makeup services every time she had to go out and of course, Uber…so, had she saved about all she got from hangouts…which were kind of regular with lots of other freebies; from Lagos to Abuja to Port Harcourt… (She doesn’t pay her own fare for out of station services, so…
Anyway, after just 6 months of hangout, she saved N560,000 plus!
Girl: “Aunty, I have never had this kind of money in my entire life from the work I do by myself!”
As per “aunty” concern, I had to throw in words of advice.
Me: “This kind of work is dangerous, what if you encounter ritualists?”
Girl: “Occupational hazard, at the pump, do you know how many times drivers have attacked me for fuel shortage in their tanks?”
Me: “What if they don’t pay you in full after your hangout services?”
Girl: “Same thing, at the pump, do you know how many months my salary was deducted when they say I sold more than the cash I returned?”
Me: “But I mean, sleeping with many men…”
Girl: “My supervisor for many weeks was chasing me for sex, there is one of my old colleagues who just gives it to him so she can retain the N35k job; her boyfriend would still beat her for coming home late sometimes and still take her money; I am getting more many times over, so who is better?”
Me: “Ha, this girl, this girl!!!
Girl: “Aunty, nothing go do me, I always soak myself in the blood of Jesus before doing ‘it.’”
My jaw is still on the floor!
