Guess most of us haven't experienced this, cos you just walk through the arrival with just a hiss cos of the heat you walked into. Well for 'we' who have to carry other transactions here its a hell!!!. Most imports come in through the airport via 'cargo' or passenger 'luggage' . my vex is always with the passenger 'luggage' section where the custom hold sway.
Was there on saturday to pick a consignment of antennas and radios brought in from dubai using a friend as his extra luggage. well getting in through terminal E was an experience, with security men who were trying to get money out of believing i was ignorant of the process...obviously they lost out.... got in and met the custom officers who tried to jump over themselves to take my paper, believing i was a mugu. well the custom guy looks at my paper and say i would have to pay a 20% duty on the worth of the goods and 5% tax, 10% processing, bank commission and some other jargons..and i tell the guy that this are just computer accessories and not television antennas or radar antennas...cos he brought out a log book to show me the charges for antennas..... notwithstanding my explanation he seemed hell bent on collecting the charges, well i got pissed and told them not to worry that i would send "some else' to pick it ...i emphasized someone to make it look like a superior officer....
well i turned round to walk out and the dude now says " why am i walking out that i should come lets talk".. and he say how much do i have on me, i said im budgeting 19k, and the nitwit now those some calculations and says i should pay a 5% duty instead...which i already knew was the rate... well it amounted to 17k and he puts the extra 2k into his pocket and became quite efficient in helping me get out my goods... and ignored the fact that i had no letter of authority from the person whose name is on the luggage tag, and neither did i have any form of identification..i mean anyone could have walked into claim my goods
then the lady who was to confirm my bank payments was playing the time wasting game, realizing she was yoruba i switched to the yoruba lingua and she smiles and says"why didnt i talk since" well she gets it stamped and i tell her "e mela" and she says "what?"... i tell her im ibo...lol...you should have seen the change in her countenance...
Then to the guy who was to bring out the goods from the store, bad enough that i had to drag him out from watching a match and i didnt know the description of the luggage ...which is actually his duty to look at the slip i have and search for the luggage.... well we find the luggage and he now gives me a brown toothed smile and asked if anything for him. well i settled him.
while rolling my luggage out the custom ladies at the counter also give me a shout out asking "if im through and if anything for them" ..i definitely snubbed them.
At the exit of the terminal 2 nitwits accost me and say i have to pay 1k for FAAN duty, and i ask what is the duty for again? well no one gives me an explanation but hold on to my trolley and say i cant go out, well i created a scene and they called a security man,who i threatened by asking if he was the superior officer here..well that putt him off being arrogant to me...bottom line i did pay .
while waiting for the driver to bring the car around, 2 police officer walk up to me and say "oga nah your luggage " i said yes and they now ask me if i have anything for them. well i bluntly told them 'NO'. the 2 husslers beside who were waiting to load my luggage into the car simply slunk away...you could almost see flames coming out of my eyes....lol
when i did get to the office to drop off the package, i just felt like lying down to weep for a nation. i mean how can one do business with all the stress we have to go through.
maybe i would give you the low down on the cargo section or worst of them all going to the NAHCO yard to pick up consignments...its hell!!!
i just had to lament...
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