Take it, take it, Alaji, ehen!
Take it, take it, Alaji, ehen!
Tear rubber, tear foil, tear nylon! Na me, Osato!!!
I dey tell you eh, boys don arrive! And maga no need pay for
this wan cos na my sweat, I worked for every dime, so now wey my container don
land, boys must hearam!
Drink, drink, make una shack abeg, more drinks dey oh so make
una nor fear, enough enjoyment today.
That deal I’d been trying to seal with Ace Construction
finally came through and my percentage of the total amount is huge. It took me seven
agonizing months to pursue the deal, meet up with international investors and seal
it. I nearly died of happiness, because the amount was overwhelming. The day
the deal came through, I been get only N1,300 for my hand, no money for bank,
nothing. That day, it was mixed emotions, I come dey remember when guys for
office been dey use me make joke say my almighty deal na fake. As in when I
think of how I struggle for that contract, water dey comot from my eyes. That
day, I just waka comot from office by 2pm, go one eatery go sidon, I felt lost
as I eat my rice and chicken with a bottle of water. After that I walked a long
distance home,thinking about my life and how far I have come; how much I have
suffered and wetin Mal'e go do when she hear this story. The next day, I put in
my paper for the payment of the money and management wanted to play smart with
me.
They probed, checked, and used all the tactics to delay my payment. In the
mist of the struggle, the financial manager died and another was employed. Each
time I went to her office to talk about my payment, she gave different excuses
like; she wasn’t employed at that time and would need time to check the
financial records, to go through different papers and offices before she can
get to my payment. It took two years of meetings after meetings before Almighty
God, using the director decided the delay was uncalled for and enough. Just
yesterday, my cheque was released to me and I almost went mad!
Today, I comot money go buy motor, I mean machine! CROSSFIRE
2013 MODEL! THEM DEY MAD!?!
Boys chop eh, baba God don remember me. As we just dey there
they party, I no know who give her information oh, she just carry her two left
leg come wan spoil my groove.
‘’Oh my baby!’’ She tried hugging me and I stopped her. ‘’CY,
watch am there! Who you dey call baby? Since when? Abeg, just carry yourself
comot from here now or find one place sidon’’ She quietly moved away and her
friend began questioning her, ‘’CY I think say you say na your guy be that? Why
him come dey shun you na?’’ ‘’Nor mind am, him dey vex with me, we go settle
later’’ she replied, She and who? Mtcheeeew, Women! Them go leave you when you
broke, but immediately you hammer, them go begin follow you like fly wey see
shit. The next thing I know, she don dey serve goat meat pepper soup for my
guys. (Laughs hysterically...) Mtcheeeew!!! If she like,
make she cut her skin serve as meat, I’m not interested in a fraudulent girl.
We still they run bottles, when Osas waka her own come, she
just come meet me, hug me, whisper congratulations and before I go turn my eyes
again, she don go. Hm, Osas that girl sure knows how to catch my attention. Hm,
I still feel something for her girl sha, but I never ready to settle down just
yet, plus I'm not sure if I can trust her after the herpes wahala.
Boys don dey giner make we go club go raise down the bar,
when guess who walked in? Mrs. Iyebuteme, my director’s wife, that skimming
woman! ‘’Iyana, I mean Mrs. Iyebuteme, what are you doing here?’’ I said with a
bit of surprise in my tone ‘’Came to celebrate with my boy’’ was her reply ‘’so
where’s the real party gonna be?’’ ‘’...Err, I don’t know yet’’ ‘’Well, I came
to buy the drinks, here’’ she tossed a bundle of one hundred thousand naira at
me, ‘’I know you don’t really need it, but that’s just to say congratulations’’
She smiled and walked to her car, swaying that Arsenal that almost put me in
trouble as she walked away.
Oh boy see money! See money eh, I work for am oh! I no thief,
I nor play wayo, I nor do yahoo or juju! Mehn, hard work pays off in the long run.
Boys began cheering as I entered the car and turned on the ignition…
CY jumped into the front seat and buckled up.
CY get down! I shouted at her, trying to contain my anger. CY
I said get down before I do something I will regret!
Mtcheeeew!!! NONSENSE!
Going for more celebration...
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