I don't like talking about my predicament, people are thinking maybe I am glorifying suffering rather I am trying to tell a story of the decay in the Nigerian employment system.
When I graduated and was done with NYSC, my eyes were on the paramilitary and military jobs. There was DSSC for all Nigerian military, I applied everything year in, year out.
Which of the paramilitary do you want to talk about? Even police that people don't like, I applied to them too. Man, I just loved uniform work then.
By the time I applied two or three times and no success, I began shifting my attention to where I belong, the academia coz I graduated with first class and I can tell you for free I can simplify complex topics and courses.
I was applying to graduate assistant jobs even where they didn't said they were recruiting, I was going from universities to universities with my small money just to submit applications, the ones I can't go, I sent via post office.
I just wanted to get a job and help my family, still nothing was coming, I went for masters, despite that, I was still applying for academic jobs coz I feel that's where I belong.
Upon finishing masters, I started applying for Assistant Lecturing jobs heavily, I keep on knocking, I knocked knocked and knocked till I break the door and find my way in.
Alhamdullah not where we want to be, yet not where we started.
A moving man will always find his luck and those who leave their everything in the hands of Allah, will always find His hands in their everything.
Let Zaradeen keep pushing, the end is going to be worth it Biizinillahi.
I agree with the conclusion, but I think this is an unfair analogy. The retrieval dog is more like a courier, whose effort is only to find and retrieve the already shot trophy.
Someone else got the bullets, picked the location, found the bird, shot and trained for months to be accurate enough to hit a flying target.
It'll be unfair to compare the dog to Nigerians who celebrate receiving a treat because it's even worse for Nigerians.
Unlike the dog, Nigerians have a high stake in the country, we pay taxes, our parents pay taxes, we improve the economy and the resources belong to us all. We're getting a worse deal than the Dog.
Anytime I wan calculate my end-of-month expenses, na then I go begin see names wey I no sabi.
Who be Zaidu Yusuf, and Wetin dey happen for my life wey make me send you ₦12,400 for 2:32 a.m??
Nobody promoted me for writing clean code.
They promoted me when I started writing clear docs, unblocking teammates before they even asked, and saying "I don't know, let me check" instead of guessing in meetings.
Technical skill gets you hired. Communication gets you promoted.
You must learn to see what others cannot, and then develop the ability to articulate it with such fidelity that neither the integrity of your vision nor the understanding of your audience is compromised.
Creativity often bears an uncomfortable resemblance to lunacy.