There was a time I felt an intense peer pressure to experience flying, at whatever cost.
We had just been called up for NYSC. My girlfriend was in Abeokuta while I was in Lagos. We were all preparing for deployment. I was posted to Yobe, with camp in Potiskum, while she was posted to Taraba.
I'd already made arrangements to travel by road. Then she told me she had a friend who worked at the airport in Ikeja. That friend's boyfriend had arranged flights for his girlfriend to Kano before she continued to Taraba, and somehow my girlfriend was added to the arrangement.
I asked, "Just like that? No strings attached?" She said yes.
I won't lie—I was a little jealous. My babe was getting her first flight experience while I, the guy, was heading to camp by road. As they say, "The Lord is my muscle and accolade."
From that moment, I became fascinated with flying. I started checking flight schedules from different states. I even tried convincing one of my aunts—a senior nurse at a government hospital in Nasarawa—to sponsor my flight back after camp. Whether it was wisdom or my empty pocket speaking, that plan never happened.
So I returned by road.
Later, I got a good job. The salary wasn't spectacular, but the bonuses and opportunities were decent. Ironically, by the time I could comfortably afford a flight ticket, the obsession had completely disappeared.
I realized I didn't have anywhere important enough to fly to, so spending money on a flight just for the experience no longer made sense.
Funny enough, I eventually got the experience anyway.
I paid for an airport tour where we boarded an aircraft, taxied, took off, stayed in the air for a while, and landed back at the same airport.
It wasn't about reaching a destination. It simply scratched an itch I'd carried for years.
Funny how some desires disappear the moment they become affordable.
@the_ceo99 Funny how "equality" disappears when the bill arrives. Traditional relationships came with traditional roles on both sides—not just traditional spending by men.
Dear @gtbank,
I would like to draw your attention to a security concern at your Ogooluwa Branch, Osogbo, Osun State.
Customers who come to the branch on motorcycles are required to park along the roadside, leaving their motorcycles vulnerable to theft or damage while they are inside the bank carrying out transactions.
Kindly consider providing a designated motorcycle parking area within the banking premises, where it can be monitored by your security personnel. This would give customers greater peace of mind and further improve the banking experience.
Thank you for considering this suggestion.
@gtbank
There was a time when AI seemed impossible.
People laughed at the idea. They said it belonged only in movies like I, Robot and The Terminator.
Today, AI is writing, coding, designing, driving, teaching, and helping people make money.
Now we're hearing about Artificial General Intelligence (AGI), and once again, many people are saying, "It's just movie stuff."
History has a funny way of repeating itself.
The next 10 years will reward those who learn technology and punish those who ignore it.
The jobs of tomorrow won't necessarily belong to the strongest or the smartest—they'll belong to those who adapt the fastest.
Position yourself now.
Don't wait until the future arrives before you start preparing for it.
A word is enough for the wise. 🤷
@the_ceo99 The truth we actually realize before the relationship even started. So try to hit it as fast as we can, then give the baton to whose next in line....
@Wizarab10 I agree with you 💯. I'm badly behaved. Yes, I don't have shame. Yes, everybody likes money.
But still, Please, don't approach me if you don't have money. Period!‼️
There was a time in 2010 when everything seemed to align for Spain. 🇪🇸
🏆 Spain arrived at the World Cup as the reigning European champions.
📍 They were drawn into Group H.
⚽ Barcelona had just won La Liga.
👔 José Mourinho had just been appointed Real Madrid manager.
😔 Atlético Madrid lost the Copa del Rey final.
🇵🇹 Spain defeated Portugal 1–0 in the Round of 16.
🌍 And in the end, Spain lifted their first-ever FIFA World Cup trophy.
Fast forward to 2026, and history seems to have repeated itself.
🏆 Spain arrived once again as the reigning European champions.
📍 They were drawn into Group H.
⚽ Barcelona won La Liga.
👔 José Mourinho returned to Real Madrid.
😔 Atlético Madrid lost the Copa del Rey final.
🇵🇹 Spain defeated Portugal 1–0 in the Round of 16.
🌍 And once again, Spain became FIFA World Cup champions.
Some call it coincidence.
Others call it destiny.
Football has a funny way of repeating history. 🇪🇸🏆
#Spain #FIFAWorldCup2026 #HistoryRepeatsItself #LaRoja #Football #WorldCup #Barcelona #RealMadrid #Mourinho
There was a time I worked in an Igbo restaurant. Two mentally unstable men used to come around almost every day. Nobody did anything because everyone was scared of them.
One usually begged customers to buy him food, while the other always demanded money. They made customers uncomfortable, but people simply endured it.
Later, I heard their condition was linked to substance abuse (Colos). Whether that was true or not, I decided the constant disturbance had to stop.
One day, the man who usually begged for food came in. I told him in Yoruba, "Mi ò sọ pé kó má tọrọ oúnjẹ o, dúró síta kó tọrọ." (I'm not saying you shouldn't beg for food, but please do it outside.)
He ignored me and walked further into the restaurant.
Unknown to him, I had already kept a koboko nearby. I picked it up, and the moment he saw it, his whole demeanor changed. He started pleading, promised never to return, and from that day, I never saw him again.
A few days later, the second man came. Before he could start disturbing customers, I showed him the koboko. He became aggressive, picked up a bottle, smashed it, and started shouting. Everyone stepped back.
For reasons I still can't explain, I stood my ground. I moved toward him and struck him twice with the koboko. He ran off, threw the broken bottle at me, missed, and disappeared. I never saw him again either.
Looking back, I don't know if I would handle the situation the same way today. But at that moment, I believed I was protecting the customers and restoring order in the restaurant.
Life has a way of teaching lessons from experiences you never expected.
There was a time when I lived in Lagos. I had a friend who always preferred shopping at established boutiques instead of buying from small artisans.
Whenever I asked him why, he would say:
«"I'd rather pay extra for the little details that bigger brands take care of than look shabby because a smaller brand cut corners."»
Back then, I believed supporting small and growing businesses was better than making the rich even richer.
Then one day, I followed him on one of his shopping trips. He even bought an outfit for me.
Interestingly, I already had a similar outfit at home, which I bought from a friend who is a fashion designer.
The difference was obvious.
The one from my friend came with loose threads sticking out from the seams. I had to trim the excess threads, iron it properly, and even starch it before I could wear it confidently.
But the one from the boutique? It was flawless.
Every stitch was neat. Every edge was properly finished. Every little detail had been taken care of. Yes, it cost more, but it looked better, felt better, and gave me confidence the moment I wore it.
That was the day I finally understood my friend's point.
Today, if I choose to patronize your small business—even if you're my friend—I'll clearly state what I want. If what you deliver falls below expectations, I'll simply ask for a refund and move on. Not because I don't support small businesses, but because being small is not an excuse for poor quality.
Customers don't owe businesses loyalty because they're new or struggling.
They owe you payment only when you deliver value.
There was a time a friend of mine got his girlfriend pregnant. He's a skilled worker—a bricklayer—and thankfully, he gets contracts regularly.
When she became pregnant, he took responsibility. He moved her in, took care of her, and after she gave birth, he spent a lot on the naming ceremony and other family expenses.
Since she wasn't employed and depended entirely on him, we advised him to give her a little capital to start frying snacks and making small chops so she could earn something for herself.
A few weeks later, he told me she had used the profit from the business to buy a wig.
I asked, "The profit? The money that should have gone back into the business?"
That was when it hit me.
The biggest challenge in business is not always a lack of capital. Sometimes it's a lack of financial discipline.
When you can't separate wants from business needs, you're already putting the business at risk. Profit is meant to grow the business before it grows your lifestyle.
Anyone who consistently mismanages money will struggle to sustain a business, regardless of who they are. If you can't reinvest, control spending, and delay gratification, your business may never reach its full potential.