Living to fight another day… Diary of a restless blogger


Last week Thursday I had a strange encounter, so I was attending this event that was supposed to teach me one or two things about artificial intelligence, don’t ask me what I need it for I’m not in the mood, I took bus from under bridge Ikeja to Obalende, as the bus moved little for fresh breeze to blow somebody before person choke, three harsh voices collided in the air, if you’re not rich yet in this Lagos you should know what I’m talking about; “Good morning my good people” see, it wasn’t funny, one was selling a cream that was supposed to clear acne and pimples on the face and his own face, (the marketer) was so rough it could pass as sandpaper, the second was selling cough pills and he himself was coughing intermittently while the third actually wanted to preach, I’m not angry, I just have few observations:


Mr bleaching cream marketer have quality marketing skills but he didn’t deserve to be an ambassador of the product, I have breakouts on my cheek and wouldn’t mind anything to restore my fine girl status to enhance my market but hey, you wanna give me a shirt? The one on your neck must be stellar, this guy’s face was scary to say the least, and do I need to paste it on the notice board to let ya’all know nobody bought the product?

Mr Cough pill seller was worse; you are marketing a product that doesn’t work for you? His cough was disgusting, I was going to shut him down but my home training kept hanging padlock on my lips, unfortunately for him, some people in the bus forgot theirs somewhere and dragged confidence out of him, guess what? He was thrown out of the bus without a refund; well you don’t blame people for being too careful, cough is contagious mhen.


The last guy was actually the most unfortunate, he had the floor to take advantage of the flying emotions, baba stood up and pacified us, and then started preaching, brave for me, it takes courage to try to convince people in the bus about your faith, he had people’s attention and was already good to go, he rounded off and decided to ruin the script; “my people, you have heard the word of life and it’s time for you to refill the tank, if you don’t want people to perish you have to support the ministry, if you don’t give, the good Lord will be angry with you and this message will testify against you on judgement day”, my people, come and see para, while there’s no crime in soliciting for funds from willing donors but why on earth will you add curse to it? You know those people who send whatsapp broadcasts and tell you something bad will happen if you don’t forward? This man is one of them, see I lost home training, I changed it for the man, and don’t tell me nonsense I didn’t find it funny… Last last he’s a scam, these people that won’t look for noble work to do and will just be scamming people of their hard earned money under the stupid guise of religion, this one didn’t see.


I know you people want me to talk about the mishap that happened in Russia, see I’m hurting and don’t have energy to talk about it, life goes on and we live to fight another day. Encourage someone to start a hustle, start it on a good note, package yourself like the best, look the part and you won’t have to scam to earn a living, should you be confused on how to go about this? Visit trust me you’ll get ideas.


I’ll see you next week, let me heal in peace…



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