Tayland’da bir baba, spor günü beyaz ayakkabı giymek zorunlu olduğu için, küçük oğlunu okula siyah ayakkabının üstüne giydirdiği beyaz çorapla göndermiş 😅🤣
Interviewer; “People complain you didn’t give them electricity, suddenly you people will only provide 1 hour electricity for them, how does that work?”
NEPA official in Bayelsa State; “The way the people use the light is the problem. Once they see light, they will turn on their freezer, washing machine, pumping machine and other electric appliances. Energy they would consume in one week, they will consume it in just one hour.”
“My Cousins Came to Stay With Us for Christmas, and I Was Shocked to Find Out They Couldn’t Light a Matchbox. While I Was Teaching Them How to Fry an Egg, I Noticed They Couldn’t Even Turn on the Gas.”- Lady
Guys ..she has simply explained in details how the world sees us as a nation .
The solution she gave is vital .. be honest when dealing with foreigners on one at a time level . This could restore the confidence .
This is really bad 😔
🚨 THE FINAL RADIO CALL EVERY LINEMAN FEARS - AND AN ENTIRE IBEW CREW BREAKS DOWN
They gather around his truck. Silent. Still. Every man bracing himself for what they’re about to hear.
Then the dispatcher’s voice comes through the radio:
“Clear the airway.”
“This is the last and final call for Kyle Ferree.”
“He has climbed his last pole. His hooks are hung.”
“After six years of service, his work here on earth is done.”
“Kyle, may you rest in peace. Although you are gone, you will never be forgotten.”
“Kyle, you are now clear of duty.”
“Rest in peace, brother. Go with God. We will take it from here.”
And then - one by one - the crew checks out over the radio:
“2:08 checking out.”
“2:11 checking out.”
“2:17 checking out.”
“3:30 checking out, little buddy.”
“3:35 checking out.”
“3:36 checking out.”
And on and on… each man saying goodbye in the only way linemen know how.
Kyle Ferree was an IBEW brother.
A father of two with a third on the way.
A husband. A friend.
Gone in seconds during routine line work.
No reporters.
No speeches.
Just raw loyalty from the workers who climb in storms, ice, and darkness - and know this could have been any one of them.
Who’s really looking out for the people who do this job?
Permit me to take this a bit far.
Many Nigerians are full of anyhowness.
It is in how someone builds a house and stops halfway, no plaster, no paint, no finishing touch, yet proudly moves in. Little efforts matter, but we ignore them.
It is in how your generator starter rope cuts, and instead of fixing it properly, you just wind the rope around by hand every day like it is normal. We get too comfortable with inconvenience.
It is in how the government builds one side of the road and abandons the other to completely deteriorate. By the time they return to fix the neglected side, the first one is already damaged again. It is a never-ending cycle of poor maintenance.
It is in how people throw dirt out of their car windows, then complain about blocked drainages when it floods.
It is in how someone installs a door but never fixes the handle properly. Or paints a wall but skips the corners because “it is not that serious.”
This anyhowness shows in our work, our mindset, and even our leadership. We rush to start things but rarely finish them well. We do not value details, yet we want excellence.
If we want a better country, we must start by changing that spirit of “it is okay like that.” Progress begins when we decide that doing it well is just as important as getting it done.
Learning python first is like driving automatic: smooth and easy, but you never learn how the machine works
C is like stick shift. Frustrating at first, but it forces you to build a mental model of the computer itself. That model is what ultimately lets you see through abstractions and write programs you never thought possible
If you want to be a truly great programmer, don’t just learn to drive; learn how the engine works. Start with C