I earned $120K a year working for Shell in 2012.
Ten years and multiple promotions later, in 2022, that figure has doubled to $240K a year.
In 2023, I stumbled on an internal, confidential, document that showed the salaries of my superiors.
I saw that even if I were promoted multiple times again, the best I could hope for in another 10 years was another doubling to around $480K a year.
This may sound crazy saying it out loud but that wasn’t cutting it for me.
I simply didn’t want the next 10 years to be a repeat of the last 10.
I wanted geometric progression, not an arithmetic one.
On my 40th birthday, in 2023, I was asked to make a wish as a blew the candles on my birthday cake.
“Get the hell out of Shell,” I quietly whispered. Months later, I was out.
In 2024, my businesses grossed $500K; in 2025, they did $1M - geometric progression.
It required me to be delusional about my abilities, to bank on the faithfulness of God and to trust that inner voice that always nag at me that I could be more, I could do more and I could have more.
I literally saw a video of South Africans suffocating a Nigerian man to death. Ghana has petitioned the ICC over xenophobic attacks, Kenya is boycotting their artists in protest. I've never seen Tyla speak up against xenophobia. But sure, let's do a tour stop in Lagos.
“Listen to your body.”
My body: Delete Microsoft Teams. Delete Outlook. Lie down for 8–10 hours. Touch grass. Roll around in the grass. Eat some grass. You’re a cow now
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