@Amaebo3@General_Somto She is throwing shades and the recipient to don cash his/her sub .. cos he no make any meaning except she is hyped by the moment .
One morning,
Close to three years ago a neighbor came knocking on my door for the first time.
Yes who is that I answered, cos I rarely get visitors at home.
It's me she said (mentioning her name)
Oh, how are you, hope there is no problem.
No problem sir, I would like to have a discussion with you.
My mind instantly told me it's not some behind the doors discussion so i opened the door and invited her in.
Ms. Popeye. welcome to my little cave, I hope all is well,
Yes all is well sir, I got to learn from your Bros how much you pay your staff who come washing just a couple times every month and I feel I should let you know that I can do these things even for less and as a neighbor it won't have to wait till every fortnight. I really need this to get myself into a sale or services training she went on ...
My sis, as your neighbor, I wouldn't let you do these things for me cos that's not your occupation nor were you recommended for such service to me and i have come to know you as a friendly neighbor, I wouldn't be comfortable having to pay my neighbor as a staff but not to worry you are in a good place and if things are ok in my flat, be sure things will be fine at yours and you can go ahead and pursue your sales or service training.
After this discussion i have had free meals, cleaned living room and tidied kitchen all for free and i wouldn't have to worry about laundry if I didn't insist that if Ms Popeye won't let me stop her from doing the the rest, she should refrain from trying to doing my laundry.
A space once filled with anxiety, tension and gloomy history suddenly lighted up with laughter, happiness and less stress.
Zuba (one of the Bros), even started cracking jokes once in a while for someone who only smiles at money not human.
Inches (one or the Bros) tension and anxiety of the future was at the lowest since I knew him
Agia (one of the Bros) Ms Popeye alleged lover felt more free cos he has always wanted a tidied kitchen and a less clustered living room hence he gave Ms Popeye more attention so we tagged them lovers, I remembered how angry Agia's fiancee was when she came visiting and saw how we all vibe with Ms Popeye, Agia is now married to his angry fiancee they live happily in a more elite part of the city just across the waters(how times move by stealthily can profound the wisest of men but with goals and a plan there is no limit to the power of time ).
Well, with a happy environment, less tension, fading anxieties and an open mind time had to obey visions and plans and time started changing, Bros started owning grounds across the city and beyond being independent and exhibiting great accomplishments and once again silence! The type I felt three years ago when I had to return to being a bachelor due to separation. silence! the bros are gone and it felt awkward having Ms Popeye come chill at the flat after work cos it would just be the two of us so I started going out more and she did the same till one evening eight months or there about ago she came knocking: Egbon( you know that egbon adugbo type shit.Osa mo but no reason am go far, na separation turn old man to area father, if you help me see Charleyboy abeg help me ask wetin really turn am to area father.. ) as she now call me, I am moving out, oh really I replied , ok take care and be good...(A lot need not said at that moment ) .
She came this morning and told me she finished her skill acquisition program and she is thinking of going back to the village to start small then come back when she has enough for the price of shop rent here in the city .
YOU WONT GO BACK TO THE VILLAGE!!! MS POPEYE, GOD REBUKE IT FOR YOU, THE BROS REBUKE IT FOR YOU!! I BELIEVE WHOEVER READ THIS TO THIS STAGE AND WANT EVERY GOOD SOULS NEVER TO LACK OR SUFFER SETBACK IS ALSO REBUKING IT FOR YOU!!!
IT'S OPERATION, MS POPEYE MUST NOT GO BACK TO THE VILLAGE SHE WILL BE ESTABLISHED HERE IN THE CITY. This short story is dedicated to every good soul out there.
Here in my asylum.
3 Mind master cautions and a single rule .
*Can't predict here.
*Can't judge here.
*Can't use emotions here.
can only do what is right for you while considering the next patient.
My asylum, 26 Maybe 6 with 5 7 7.
Beautiful Chaos of powerful minds.
You don't have shit to say.
if you can't coordinate your pal
Ain't dumb fam!
Else its quarter to burst that emotion you keep when your folk step on mines.
Why does it always feel so pleasant hearing this tech marketer from my room window.
One of the most pleasant lines i hear all day long.
From investment advice, financial exposure and encouragement to words of affirmation.
incapable errand boy of acclaimed area powers
I'm waiting for the coward back ups who have shadowed behind this dirtiness.
leave my prophet {Γ nobΔ―} out of this if y'all ain't really cowards cos i have been a patient beast of no nation.
Sunmibare omo odo agba said so!