You'll soon Be Great, A Little Reminder & Warning is that when you're great. Don't let anybody recommend one new senatorial Tailor or Exclusive Barber to You..
Don't forget Your Usual Artisans.
BRAND Your Own Artisans too.
Turn them to senator's Tailor and Barber.
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@RanonymousJoh@talk2veee I do not agree that the man should be forgotten in any circumstance, person wey dey drop 300K for home upkeep out of 340K should not be forgotten.
We can't even call this woman a spade, this one na werey.
@ruffydfire There's no sarcasm in this, and there's nothing wrong in what he said. He commended a party man's doggedness and charged him to stand his ground in the party he built, and gave much to. Should he advise otherwise?
My father never came to a single thing I invited him to.
Not my primary school graduation. Not my secondary school prize giving where I collected 3 awards and kept looking at the gate. Not my university matriculation. Not the ceremony when I got called to bar in 2012. I'd send him the date weeks in advance and he'd say I'll try and that was always the full sentence. I'll try. No follow up. No explanation after.
My mother would sit in his place and clap loud enough for 2 people.
I stopped inviting him after the bar call. Not from anger. Some people love you completely and still cannot show up and after a while you stop making them feel guilty about it.
He was not a bad man. I want to be clear about that.
He was a mechanic in Mushin for 35 years. Worked 6 days a week. Sent every one of us to school. Never raised his hand. Never left. The lights stayed on and the rent was paid and there was always food and he did all of it quietly without asking to be celebrated.
He just could not sit in a plastic chair and watch something.
I accepted that and moved on.
Last year I bought my first property. A flat in Ojodu. Took 9 years of saving and 2 years of paperwork and a lawyer who nearly finished me. When the keys finally came I sat in the empty flat on the floor for an hour just breathing.
I called my mother first. She screamed. My sister cried.
I didn't call my father.
3 days later he called me.
Said he heard about the flat from my mother. Said he wanted to come and see it.
I didn't know what to do with that so I just said okay. Gave him the address. Figured he'd say I'll try and we'd never speak of it again.
He showed up on Saturday at 9am.
Stood at the door in his good agbada. The one he only wears for serious things. Holding a small nylon bag.
I let him in and he walked through every room without speaking. Not quickly. Slowly. Like he was counting something. He checked the pipes under the kitchen sink. Knocked on the walls. Opened and closed the windows twice each. Looked at the ceiling in every room the way only a man who has fixed things his whole life looks at ceilings.
Then he came and stood in the sitting room and looked at me.
Said the pipework is good. Said the windows seal properly. Said whoever built this knew what they were doing.
I nodded.
Long silence.
Then he opened the nylon bag.
Inside was a small framed photo. Me at maybe 7 years old sitting on the bonnet of an old car in his workshop. Grinning. Both legs swinging. He's standing beside me with his hand on my shoulder looking at something outside the frame. I remember that day. I had gone to the workshop after school and he let me sit there while he worked and gave me a Fanta and put a Michael Jackson cassette on the small radio.
I didn't know anyone had taken a photo.
He said he kept it on his workshop table for 22 years. Said he wanted me to have something for the new place.
I held that frame and stood very still.
He said he knew he missed things. Said he was not good at the sitting and watching. That crowds made something in him go wrong in a way he never knew how to explain.
Then he said the flat was good and he was proud and he asked if there was anything in the kitchen because he hadn't eaten.
I laughed.
Made him eggs and bread while he sat at my kitchen table in his good agbada like he owned the place.
We ate and he told me about a car he was working on. I told him about a case that was giving me trouble. Normal conversation. The kind we should have been having for years.
He left at 1pm. At the door he gripped my shoulder the same way he did in that photo.
Didn't say anything.
Didn't need to.
The photo is on my sitting room wall now. First thing I hung in the whole flat.
Some fathers cannot sit in the plastic chair.
But mine drove to Ojodu in his good agbada on a Saturday morning with a 22 year old photograph in a nylon bag.
That was his standing ovation.
I just didn't know to look for it in that shape.
@CDcareNG Just because you have my address does not give you the right to show up at my house unannounced or involve my landlord, the cleaner and my neighbour.
This is unprofessional, invasive, and completely unacceptable.
I’ve been a consistent customer of CDcare since 2023 and over 20 purchases and I have never defaulted, and this experience is honestly disappointing.
In December 2025, I got a laptop on a 3-month installment plan. Final payment was February 27 2026. On March 13 I had a conversation with two cdcare agents, I offered to pay with interest month end OR let them collect the laptop till whenever I have the balance. They never responded to either offer. CHECK IMAGE 1.
I was not unreachable. I have WhatsApp messages from TWO different CDcare numbers contacting me. I responded to both. I was actively communicating the entire time.
My call log shows I answered CDcare's calls on March 14, March 18, and March 21.
March 27 they messaged me. I said "allow the salary to drop, I nor like to owe, because sometimes salaries get delayed. They said "Ok." ONE day later, literally the next day without any formal demand by email or calls or text (which their OWN Terms Clause 10(vii) requires), they sent someone to my house. CHECK SLIDE 3.
Their agent came, didn't text or call me prior, and went straight to my LANDLORD and disclosed my debt situation. My landlord was shocked. I now have to explain to the person who controls my housing why a debt collection agent showed up at his property because of me.
But here's where it gets worse. When I called my landlord, he told me CDcare's agent said they had called me several times with no answer, and texted me with no response. THAT IS A LIE. My screenshots prove we were in active communication the entire time. Not only does my landlord know, my neighbour knows and the cleaner who doesn't even live there knows my business.
They didn't just show up unannounced. They fabricated a story to my landlord to make me look like I was hiding from them. That is deliberate defamation. To the person who controls my home. Over a payment I was actively communicating about.
Their OWN Terms Clause 10(vii) require email or phone demand before any physical visit. Their Privacy Policy says data can only be shared with affiliates or under court order. My landlord is neither. They violated their own policies AND lied to cover it up.
This is 3+ years with CDcare, multiple products failed within 6 months. Multiple Earbuds, a fan, a yam pounder, an influencer light. I never showed up at their office to cause a scene. I just moved on. Because I'm a reasonable customer.
I am filing a formal complaint with @fccpcnigeria under the FCCPA 2018 and @NITDANigeria under the Nigeria Data Protection Regulation 2019.
I'm not against CDcare as a business, I mean get your money. But showing up without notice, disclosing my data and lying to my landlord about me to justify an unauthorized visit has put my housing at risk was uncalled for.
Okay, let's digest this,
Peller that caused the embarrassment is walking free,
The chief linked to it is also free,
The Queen gan gan that brought Peller is also free, but....
An ordinary staff, that was just probably following instructions of the queen and chief,
Has been arrested, detained and charged...
@PoliceNG shey you people see that you're just tools used to make life hard for the ordinary people.??
@samichymes@jon_d_doe You justified 9K out of 27K as service fee. The State Governor gave them a better life, you're here talking about contractor's business ending. Take your folks to the contractor so the business doesn't end. Contractor wey suppose first chop lawsuit for bringing labor that cheap.
Anyone who can support an upcoming music artiste regardless of their dispensation.
Such person can support any other kind of aspiration in this world.
Nothing wan hard reach to support musician 😂
and many other expectations from the other gender. Meanwhile, these things are doable from any side of sex.
If this thing is fixed, tons of societal problems are fixed.
1 of the 1000 ways to failed parenting is gender profiling home chores or household skills for your children.
E.g Only girls cook and sweep, wash clothes, while boys wash cars, change bulbs and weed compounds. ❌
Big mess up(s)
We should really make a campaign about this.
Like mixed cropping in Agriculture, so would their home chores & household skills be. Let every child be capable of doing every part of life fully by themselves. Otherwise, it goes from waiting for sisters to make meals, to waiting for wives to make meals,