@officialABAT Dear incompetent old man, please resign before they kidnap everybody in Nigeria.
Bola, please resign
Ahmed, please resign
Tinubu, please resign
Seyi Tinubu, tell your papa to resign
Remi Tinubu, tell your husband to resign.
My friend’s gateman of 15 years is leaving tomorrow and for the first time in my life, I’m genuinely seeing an entire family in tears because of a gateman 😭
When this man first came years ago, everybody doubted him. He looked very skinny, rough and unkept. Even some of us used to ask my friend:
“Are you sure about this one?”
But one thing changed everything.
This man minded his business completely.
Every test they gave him, he passed. He never brought random friends into the compound, never lied about where he was going and never behaved suspiciously. If he wanted to see friends or buy something outside, he would simply say the truth and return exactly when he said he would.
At first, they thought he was just trying to impress them 😎
But this man maintained that character consistently for 15 good years.
Now he’s finally returning home to his family and honestly… he has no idea what is waiting for him there.
My friend, her husband and even the husband’s parents secretly joined hands and opened a small water factory for him in his village. The business has already been running quietly for 6 months 😭⭐️
So tomorrow, this man is not just going home…
he’s going home to meet an investment built out of trust and loyalty.
Meanwhile the new gateman has only been around for one month while Adamu has been teaching him the work❤️🥹
Honestly, good people are scarce.
And when life gives you one, treat them like the gift they truly are.
When we were growing up, we made plans with our friends. We wanted to be successful and we wanted our friends to be successful as well. But the reality is that our clock is different. We would not all be successful and even the ones that are successful, succeed at different times.
The beauty of friendship is that, if one of us succeed, we have a measure of protection to leverage on. I do not know what you people call friendship but a person that want friends must show himself friendly, and there are friends closer than a brother.
This idea of making it and suddenly blacklisting the people you used to call friends, is insane. If they were not good people, you would have cut them off before you made it. The only person changing here is you.
It would be a shame if my friends need help and they can't ask me. Why am I in their lives then? What is the point of being friends for 10, 15, 20 years and I can't come through for you. I come through for strangers. Why wouldn't I show up for my own? My friends know me and they trust me. In fact, I'm sure they know that God forbid they die, their kids education and welfare will be sorted as I would my own kids.
Making new friends is good. We connect and expand on the relationships we have as we grow in life. If you keep cutting off the people you used to know as soon as you climb up the ladder, why should the new friends and connections trust you? The higher you climb, the harder it is to trust. That is why people say it is lonely at the top. People are not stupid, they are vetting your character whether you know it or not.
I have friends I made from secondary school. I have close friends from university who are my brothers. I have friends from my time in the UK and we are very close. I've made friends from X whom I am close with. Current relationship does not erase past relationship. Your new friends have other friends. There is nothing happening in your life currently that warrants cutting off your friends just because you're doing better. If you're doing better, you have a responsibility to look after them and be kind to them. Your friends are the only people in this cold world who allow you to be yours and who can call you to order, while still having your back against all odds.
DO BETTER!!!
The irony of it all is that…
When Odumeje & that Pastor Tobi Man speak, they make sense.
Even though they’re obviously clowning when claiming to represent Christ.
While the supposed real pastors like dem Daddy G.O and Ibiyeomie stay yarning dust for a living.
Atiku sees himself as a big man to be served. We don't want another big man in Aso Rock. We want an ordinary man who wants to serve. We want Peter Obi.
@NoFilterSkin This is real & highly needed. Most people are now in a rush to display for validation. They forget that those early weeks are very sensitive & important for both the mum & child.
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I was rejected… in under 2 minutes.
I hadn’t even finished explaining myself.
He glanced at my CV, shook his head, and said,
“We’re looking for someone with more experience.”
That was it.
I smiled, said “thank you,” and walked out like it didn’t bother me.
But the moment I stepped outside, I just stood there.
No anger. No tears.
Just… empty.
I almost went straight home.
But something in me said, “Don’t end your day like this.”
So instead, I walked into the next building.
No appointment. No connection. No plan.
Just walked in and asked if they were hiring.
The receptionist looked confused… then called someone.
15 minutes later, I was sitting in front of a manager.
We talked.
Not perfectly. Not confidently.
Just honestly.
Three days later, I got the offer.
The same day I got rejected…
Was the same day something else quietly opened?
That’s when I learned:
Rejection doesn’t mean “no.”
Sometimes it just means, “not here.”
So if something didn’t work out today—
Don’t go home yet.
Try one more door.
Lol, Something happened on my way to work on the 23rd of February, and it was honestly so unnecessary. A keke stopped to pick passengers and as I was about to enter, one man stopped me and said he would enter first because he’s a man. I just stepped back and let him enter. He sat at the edge, then another man came and asked him to adjust, so he shifted and ended up sitting in the middle between me and the other passenger. Later, after the keke got filled, he suddenly told me to come down so I would move inside and he would sit at the edge again… because he’s a man. I didn’t even argue. I was just on my phone. But he kept trying to assert himself. Eventually the driver got irritated, parked, and told him he looked like trouble and asked him to come down. All that drama over a seat. It was just so weird and unnecessary.
Another time still in Awka, temp site, One day i went to the park to pick up my waybil and sat down quietly, crossed my legs and was pressing my phone. One man just started shouting that I should bring down my leg because there are men around 😭 saying I’m disrespecting men.
I didn’t even say one word. I just ignored him like generator noise. When the driver came, I went to pick up my stuff. He was still throwing tantrums and calling me Ashawo. I feel it is just men with inferiority complex they interpret normal behavior as “disrespect” because they expect submission, When they don’t get that, they switch to intimidation and harassment.
I don’t even reply, I just sit pretty and let you talk yourself into embarrassment.
A lot of women experience this, yet people are calling me a liar. And no, it wasn’t my first time experiencing it either. This happens more often than we even talk about.
“You can come home”
“Do you want to come home?”
These are the words my parents have constantly said to my siblings and I over the years.
When I battled depression and anxiety, my mum told me to come home for one week straight before I quit my well paying job in Lagos and went back home.
I spent the first half of 2025 not wanting to be productive. But my mum never for one day questioned it. She just let me be . She would buy me stuffs, feed me, pray for me, encourage me…. I was broke and entirely dependent on my family but they just took care of me till when I was finally ready to go out to the world again.
It breaks my heart to know that most people don’t have that security. If your child can’t come home to you , no matter what age, you have failed as a parent.
May we be better parents