When I started job hunting after NYSC, the first thing I was told by elders was that I should never look for a job in companies without a good reputation, and if I discovered that the company didn't remit pensions regularly or pay salaries on time, I should resign quickly.
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My kids have asked me not to go to the bar to watch the world cup final on Sunday.
That we must watch it together.
They're done with their exams and the holidays have started in earnest.
My daughter is supporting Argentina and my son is supporting Spain.
My wife, I don't even know where she belongs.
So, Sunday is going to be fun in our home.
I have given my lovely wife money to go buy live chickens to grill for everyone.
I'll drink my stout and enjoy her chicken, while she drinks her Irish cream.
And the children drink yogurt.
I can't wait to see my son cry since he's a Ronaldo fan.
😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂
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People are funny. 😂
I was chatting with a group of Omo Onile guys around my farm when I noticed a woman crying uncontrollably. I asked them to find out what was wrong.
She said she had taken an okada from the junction and her purse had fallen off. According to her, it contained about N50k..money she wanted to use to buy goods for her business.
I was already thinking of helping her, but one of the guys, who happens to be the chairman of the okada riders in the community (and the well-known “King of Boys” around there), told me, “Relax.”
He made a few phone calls.
About 20 minutes later, a rider pulled up, handed over the purse, and left.
The chairman asked the woman to open it and confirm that nothing was missing.
She opened it…
There was only N2k inside.
I looked at her and said, “Madam, I thought you said there was N50k?”
She just froze, started stammering, and couldn’t say a word.
The boys simply collected N1k for their efforts, everyone laughed, and life moved on. 😂
If you remove my wife from my life this past 72 hours, I fit kpeme.
We have been moving houses and everywhere is so scattered like mad but once I ask “where is my blue boxers with duduke painting”, she will go straight to the point. “Uhmmmn, it should be in the yellow bag beside the bed”. What of my green comb with black tattoo? “It is inside the black box on the shelf”.
Women actually own the home. I feel like an alien. With how scattered and overwhelming my life is, she still has every detail in her head. Obirin 🙌
By 6 a.m. this morning, I heard someone shouting:
“Just go back like that! Just go back like that! I don’t ever want to see you again!”
My brain immediately knocked my head. I jumped out of bed, stark naked, and rushed to the window to see what was happening.
It was my neighbor standing outside while his wife was yelling from inside the house.
Now, this neighbor of mine is a senior lecturer, married, with a child. His wife is a secondary school teacher. Then there’s another neighbor…a light-skinned lady, probably in her mid or late thirties, single, and a non-teaching staff member at the same institution where the lecturer works.
To be honest, I had concluded she was a lesbian because I had never seen any male visitor at her place. The only regular visitor I noticed was a particular woman who came with her from church almost every Sunday and stayed till late before leaving.
Anyway, back to my neighbor.
I’ve caught him flirting several times, but I always minded my business. Especially the times he showed up at the bar with female students. Once he saw me there, he’d quickly pay my bill as if we were close friends. In my mind, all that one no concern me.
Then I started noticing that he and the single neighbor began going to work together. His wife clearly wasn’t comfortable with it because they were returning home later than usual. She complained, and he promised he would stop giving the lady lifts.
Lol.
Meanwhile, the woman would stand a few houses away every morning waiting for him to pick her up. 😂
Almost every night, she’d call him to help with her generator. The man would disappear for 30–45 minutes before returning home.
Fast-forward to yesterday.
His wife travelled for Sallah and was supposed to return on Sunday. But her cousin’s vehicle developed a fault, so she informed her husband that the trip would be postponed till the next day.
Later, the husband called to ask if the vehicle had been fixed and whether they were coming. That’s when Madam decided to do one of those TikTok style surprise visits. She told him the vehicle was still faulty and they might not travel until the following day.
She wanted to surprise him.
Well… surprise indeed.
She arrived home late at night. The front door was locked, but her husband’s car was parked outside. Thinking he had stepped out briefly, she used her key and entered the house.
She waited.
And waited.
Two hours later, she became suspicious.
She called his phone.
The phone started ringing inside their bedroom.
At that point, she stepped outside to ask around and then noticed that the neighbor lady’s generator was running.
Naturally, she thought:
“Since my husband is always the one helping her with the generator, maybe she knows where he is.”
So she walked over there.
And lo and behold…
At the woman’s doorstep were her husband’s Crocs.
😂😂😂
Madam quietly took a picture, returned home, locked the door from inside, and deliberately left her key in the keyhole so that if she eventually fell asleep, any attempt to unlock the door would wake her up.
Unfortunately for Oga, the knock never came all night.
Not until 6 a.m.
He tried opening the door, but his key couldn’t enter because another key was already in the keyhole.
Since then, Madam has refused to open the door.
As for the light skinned neighbor, she hasn’t come outside all morning either.
E be like say Baba go wear singlet and boxers go work today.
Today is going to be a very long day. 😂