Story Time
I graduated top of my class, all my lecturers wanted me to start my master’s right away, I even got an assistantship role in the department, but I just couldn’t see myself teaching biochemistry. Then came my first job offer at Mr. Biggs as a restaurant supervisor.
This is wrong on many counts @DrCOmole. It’s just that I don’t currently have the time to address it in depth. Suffice it to say that a minimum wage of N60,000 per month is just N2,700 per day, using a 22-day work month.
You cannot say that people should not factor in cost of transportation, food, electricity and petrol in calculating minimum wage. That’s bizarre.
It is also NOT true that most public servants have all manners of allowances. Maybe you mean NASS members. Please look up the Monetisation Policy of 2003.
Finally, anyone trained in negotiation skills knows that you don’t give your best offer first. That is why if something sells for an average of N100 and you tell me it’s N500, I will price you N10. When you reduce to N400, I will increase to N20…until we both decide to stop wasting each other’s time.
I am ideologically opposed to strikes as a means of resolving labour disputes but we have ALWAYS had people negotiating for government on the basis of the offices they hold not because they have had any training in negotiation.
Let me leave it here for now.
“Beauty captures the attention, but intelligence captures the heart. Both are gifts, but it is through intelligence that we unravel the mysteries of the world and the beauty within it.” - MT
Day 21 of 21: No Gree for Yourself
New Year’s Eve, 2009: I lay on my bed, exhausted from a challenging year, pondering what the new year might bring. I was in debt, owing more than a third of my annual income. I was sick, the exact cause unknown to both me and my doctors. My graduate studies were going nowhere, and my PhD advisor was justifiably dissatisfied with my progress. I couldn't endure another tumultuous year like 2009—spiritually, physically, financially, or academically. I desperately needed a turnaround, yet I was clueless about the changes required to even stay afloat.
Seeking a distraction, I picked up Peter Senge's "The Fifth Discipline: The Art and Practice of the Learning Organization," published in 1990. I don’t think a broke grad student is the intended audience for this book, but I found the book's insights on sustainable growth amidst change and competition captivating enough to keep me reading. Halfway through, a line struck me: "Don’t push growth; remove the factors limiting growth." Senge expands on this point: instead of asking, "How can I grow?", ask, "What’s hindering me?" In other words, think less about what you need to start doing and more about what you need to stop doing.
It dawned on me that I had been my own biggest obstacle, bogged down by negative thoughts and false beliefs. I had gree’d for myself too much. For instance, I had resisted asking for help in areas where I was failing because I thought no one really cared. It wasn’t true. I just needed to get over myself and reach out. The biggest hurdle was me, not people’s perceived indifference. Also, I had developed a self-inhibiting habit of counting myself out before anyone else could. Often, I would tell myself, “I can’t apply for that, I would be denied!” or “It is not people like me they want there” or “I would make a fool of myself if I asked.” I did this, forgetting the obvious fact that I would miss 100% of the shots I failed to take. As I meditated on what I needed to change, I started to make a list: poor thoughts, bad beliefs, tepidity, etc. I titled the list, “Self-Inflicted Injuries.”
Inspired, I came up with a goal for my new year. In my diary, I wrote these words: My goal for year 2010 is absolutely zero self-inflicted injuries. If I was to grow, I had to remove what was limiting me. Self-inflicted injuries had limited my growth, so they had to go. I acknowledged that while external factors were at play, I had been a complicit party to my own undoing. My 2010 goal was simply committing to cease any self-sabotaging behavior. I didn’t need to embark on any grand undertaking; I just needed to stop being foolish. I needed to live life as intended.
I resolved to not gree for myself. Every morning, I told myself: don’t lie to yourself, don’t undermine your own efforts, and don’t do things that weaken you. For instance, Don’t tell yourself people don’t care when you know many do. Be bold and go for your goal, even if it is a long shot. A long shot is better than no shot. No shot is what you get by not asking at all. This resolution, though not always fully achieved, became a guiding principle in my life, a North Star. (This is why, a few years later, I could overcome the impostor's syndrome I wrote about yesterday.)
Restoration is a gradual process. By removing the weeds, the plant thrives, blossoming and bearing fruit. I stopped buying things I didn’t need with money I didn’t have. That was more than enough to turn my finances around. I stopped eating like there would be famine tomorrow. I found out my body worked better on less food. The ailments disappeared the more I fasted, echoing the ancient Egyptian saying, “One-quarter of what you eat keeps you alive, the other three-quarters keeps your doctor alive.” It was certainly true in my case. Academically, I stopped overthinking and allowed the facts to guide my research, which then progressed effortlessly. In short, I got out of my own way. I stopped each practice that was limiting my growth. I did not self-sabotage. And growth came. Growth in life is indiscriminate; it nurtures both the beneficial and the detrimental. Just as rain nourishes both weeds and plants, and food sustains both healthy and cancerous cells, halting the negative allows the positive to flourish.
Declutter your life. Eliminate the unnecessary. Cut out the bad. Remove whatever limits growth. And you will flourish. In short, No Gree for Yourself, until you become all you were meant to be.
#NoGreeSeries
@MTforChange I could imagine what was on his mind
'Should I say this? No, let me not say it, it might sound somehow'
'Let me say this, but how do I present it?'
'This would be nice to start a conversation, no, he might misinterpret me'
Let me 'kuku' keep quiet, make I no embarrass myself 😁