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I just got to the office now and heard that my colleague that has been an HR assistant for 10 years Quit.😂
In those 10 years, 3 HR managers have come and gone. All outsiders and they were trained by her.
Last one resigned and for the first time, I thought maybe they’d finally see her.
Instead, they brought another outsider.
So instead of training him as usual, she did something different.
She got another job, tendered her resignation and took her one-month leave.😭
Now the office is struggling.
HR is a mess.
And people are just realizing, She was HR.
Selling cement is such a humbling business.
My father owns a cement shop, and one of his regular prayer points was:
“God abeg, send customers. Make this thing no spoil for my hand.” 😂
One day, a distributor sent 250 bags of cement to him.
As usual, it was a "take now, pay after selling" arrangement.
But this batch stayed in the shop for too long.
He managed to sell about 100 bags, but the remaining 150 just sat there like nobody wanted cement again.
Then one day, he opened the shop and discovered the cement had started caking, even though it wasn’t placed directly on the ground.
He was heartbroken.
But instead of letting it waste, he bought truckloads of sand and hired workers to mold blocks with everything left.
In fact, the entire shop was cleared just to avoid loss.
Later, the distributor called for payment, and my dad had to withdraw money from his other business to settle the debt.
After that experience, he said he was done selling cement.
He was just waiting for his shop rent to expire so he could shut everything down.
Then something unexpected happened.
During that same period, one of his old friends came to our house, saw the blocks outside, and asked if my dad wanted to sell them.
My dad said yes and just like that, he sold everything.
Then the man asked if there was still cement in the shop.
My father instantly said a quick: *“Yes” 😂😂😂
That “yes” was very fast for someone who had locked his shop for over two weeks.
To my surprise, that night my dad didn’t let the cement distributor rest.
He kept calling and shouting on the phone, begging him to make sure the truck arrived at his shop the next morning 😂😂
Anybody who says running a business is easy is lying.
Have you ever abandoned a business in a slow season, and later resumed it when opportunity showed up?
Why did Nollywood abandon campus movies
I grew up watching Jim Iyke, Rita Dominic, Ramsey Nouah, Ini Edo in the most entertaining university storylines.
Even the first Jenifa and Alakada were campus movies the same movies that built careers and became classics. 🎬
Now everything is shot inside one Airbnb in Lekki with ring lights 😭😭
Nigerian universities alone have enough drama, romance, comedy and chaos to fill ten movie series. The stories are right there.
Young filmmakers please bring campus movies back.
Blender - oxidation and heat (dull flavour)
Cutting - preserves cell structure (intense and sharp heat)
Mortar and pestle - crushes cells to release essential oils and utilizes the presence of biofilm for depth.
yes, i do and it’s actually more important than most people think
the blue flame is what u want, what everyone wants. it means the gas is getting enough oxygen so it burns clean and efficiently. it comes from complete combustion which produces heat, carbon dioxide and water vapor... hotter, safer and better for cooking.
the yellow/orange flame is a warning sign. it means incomplete combustion maybe cos the burner is dirty or airflow is blocked. that color can produce carbonmonoxide which is very dangerous for your health. it also wastes energy and gives you bad heat.
learn something 👍
I do not have the power to order the Nigerian security agencies to rescue my sister immediately. I do not have the money to pay the ₦40 million naira ransom the kidnappers are demanding before my sister can be released or they will k!ll her.
The only thing I have is my voice. I will use my voice to reach the world to let them know the evils that are happening in Nigeria @NigeriaGov@NGRPresident under the government of President Bola Ahmed Tinubu @officialABAT without efforts to stop them.
My younger sister must not d!e in the harsh and harrowing custody of the kidnappers. President Bola Ahmed Tinubu @officialABAT must rescue my sister alive and unhurt today.
Today makes it 10 gory Days in the den of kidnappers. She was kidnapped at Kabba, Kogi State, Nigeria, on Monday, 13 April 2026, on her way to Abuja.
I will sacrifice everything I can.
Rukayat Ayoni Lawal will not be used to pay for the gross incompetence of President Bola Ahmed Tinubu @officialABAT.
“When my father passed away, his best friend of over 50 years sent me a picture of them both on a bridge in Zurich. It was from when they were young university graduates, travelling to Europe for the first time together. A year after my father’s passing, his friend’s daughter (who is like a sister to me) and I met in Venice. We decided to take a train to Zurich, buy clothes similar to what they wore in 1974, and try to recreate the same photo on Quaibrucke.”
my mum had excruciating pain in her lower back for ages, doctors kept fobbing her off so i started insisting on going with her. a doctor literally touched her back and said “well, at least it’s not cancer. take paracetamol.” dear reader, she’d had ovarian cancer brewing for years
My daughter Annika is proudly autistic and 12 years old.
She drew this butterfly from a photo she took herself — every vein, every scale, rendered by hand on a tablet.
She signs everything she makes. Dates it. Like she already knows it matters.
She's turning 13 tomorrow. Please share this for her birthday. Let's make her day.
Babies medicines are flavored and sweetened because they think children want it that way
But no one thinks about us as adults. I want to bite into strawberry paracetamol, not that bitter thing they force me to take
Very funny but true story
My husband and I spoke over the phone for about 2 months before we finally decided to meet. That period, I was also trying to build an earring collection and there was this silver pair of loop earrings I dreamt about and suddenly got infatuated with because the image wouldn’t leave my head. I searched through Igbudu market and Jigbale market for it but didn’t find it.
Now I didn’t tell this guy about it or even mentioned the earrings collection to him. We met up, had a great time. then when it was time to go our separate ways, he said he got something for me and gave me a small cute pack. I opened it and it was the exact earrings I saw in my dream and had been searching the markets for. I asked him how he knew I’d like them and he said he drove past a shop and saw them, and thought of me instantly so he had to get them.
It was strange, like really really strange, but we started dating officially after that date and I soon forgot about it.
Years later when it was time to get married, I said a short prayer as instructed by the pastor and all I got was a quiet voice in my head that said “what other sign do you want, were the earrings not enough?”