Nigerians and their rubbish takes. Nothing in Nigeria suggests that we are led by smart people. Nothing even suggests we have a significant number of smart people in the country.
Our superiority complex no dey allow us see road.
Something Ayobami said on that podcast that I was surprised that a lot of people didn’t know is the fact that we’re being led by the smartest people in the country. I’ve always thought it was common knowledge.
“Spiritual country” and it’s just that you’re from a shithole country. Nigerians will ascribe to God what they should be ascribing to their incompetence and corruption.
This post here is a subject of learning..
Sometimes it's not cool to post your wins on social media till you're sure you're winning
I hope Pooja learns from this.
The USA is more of a spiritual country than any other country, and the only time you should post that you're in the USA is when you finally land in the USA. It's a country you need to be prayerful about before you enter into it.
Your application can be approved but your visa can be denied
You Visa can be approved but your plane can cràsh.
It's Close to a month Pooja posted about his application being approved by FIFA for the world Cup in USA, he's now facing some setbacks and retrogression.
Not all wins should be hyped, some people will go along way to make sure you don't get to that promised land.
“₦16 billion naira was allegedly released to Mark Okoye, MD/CEO of the South East Development Commission, for the development of the South East.
According to the allegations, he embezzled the entire sum meant for development. He reportedly rented an office in Abuja for ₦136 million per year, while the remaining billions were spent on partying and enjoyment.
We all know the old paradox of “What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?”
Well, what happens when a speakerphone person meets a quiet zone?
So yesterday was Johnny Drille’s concert in Toronto, and somehow I found myself there even though I had absolutely no plan to attend.
A close friend of mine was one of the promoters, so my plan was to spend a few mins at the event and escape back home.
Instead, I accidentally purchased a front-row seat to the greatest relationship drama ever produced
I was sitting quietly in VIP, chewing gum and minding my business, when two ladies joined my table.
Let’s call them Lady A and Lady B
Shortly after the arrived, Lady A received a call and stepped outside to take it
When Lady A returned, the premium gist subscription activated immediately
Apparently, the call was from a guy named John
For the next 15 minutes, Lady A gave a detailed review of John.
John was romantic,
John was caring,
John was thoughtful,
John was planning their future,
Honestly, if John applied for Canadian citizenship through marriage, I would have approved it myself.
Then came the twist,
Lady A said John wasn’t really her type,
Instead, she couldn’t stop talking about another guy, Let’s call him Boy Alinco.
Boy Alinco was on his way to the concert from what I deduced.
The way she talked about him, it sounded like boy Alinco is a struggling immigrant 😅😂
John had the future.
Boy Alinco had the vibes.
As I was processing all these information, a tall dark man suddenly tapped her on the shoulder.
Lady A turned around and nearly swallowed her tongue.
“JEFFERY?!”
The entire table froze
Jeffery looked just as surprised
“Babe, I thought you said you were working night shifts today?” he said, then She muffled something that I didn’t hear,
Then goes Jeffery, “I got these tickets because I wanted to surprise you, but when you told me you’d be at work, I figured I’d just come with Luis instead.
At that point, Lady A’s soul briefly left her body. 😂
I stopped chewing my gum, Lady B couldn’t stopped blinking and even the music suddenly sounded quieter,
then one thing became clear
Jeffery wasn’t John, neither was he Boy Alinco 😂😂
Ladies and gentlemen, we had officially exceeded the maximum number of characters allowed in this relationship, I thought to myself as I started doing CIA, FBI investigations in my head.
Anyways, while we were on that back and forth, Lady A’s phone rang again. She glanced at the screen, and you could literally see panic on her face, from the look on Lady B’s face, It looked like Boy Alinco had just arrived.
I was just shaking my head all through, it felt as if I was watching the group stage of the UEFA Champions League between John, Boy Alinco and Jeffery,
I looked at my watch and it was already 10:45 PM.
That was my cue to leave,
To be honest, I was exhausted
Not physically, but Emotionally.
Because throughout this entire saga, these ladies looked classy, well put together, innocent, and respectable.
If I hadn’t accidentally become an unwilling spectator, I would never have guessed there was a whole Premier League table of men involved.
At that point, I felt sorry for Jeffery, John and Boy Alinco, who has probably arrived but stuck outside because his date dares not pick his call 😂
I picked up my car keys, shook my head and started my journey home!
Although, I wish I waited for the full thing to unravel but I just had to leave!
All I know is that Johnny Drille wasn’t the only performer at that concert.
If you’re dating in Toronto, I feel very scared for you! 😭😭