Adanu Moses
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Adanu Moses
@MOAdanu
Digital Media Strategist. 7+ years turning facts & research into stories. I build brands that connect with audiences & convert into results. 🇳🇬




My aunty and her husband live in Abuja. But her frozen food business is in Ilorin and is thriving. She tried opening a branch in Abuja. It flopped. So her whole heart, energy and presence remained in Ilorin. Her husband kept complaining that she's never home. She would nod, agree… and then fly back to Ilorin for business and owambe. The man endured. And endured. And endured. Then he stopped enduring and just found another wife. 😭 Now my aunty is running around like the house is on fire trying to stop the wedding. Ma, the man gave you plenty warning. The real gobe has not even started. The new wife works with a federal government agency. She is comfortable, she is around, and she is apparently very intentional about winning this family over. How do we know? My aunty's own children have accepted this woman. One of them went to the new wife's birthday party, came back with plenty gifts and was posting her on WhatsApp status like she just gained a new bestie. 😭💀 My aunty called my mum yesterday crying. Said her children are betrayals and she is going to disown every single one of them. Disown them for what exactly? I know I shouldn't find this funny but I can stop laughing because her husband is not broke o, this is not about money. The man just wants his wife to actually live with him.















The greed in this world sickens me. Someone I hired last month just asked me for a salary advance of N1.7M. I’m so tired because this was the last thing I needed to see after the day I had yesterday. Not 500k, not 700k. Not even something remotely proportional to the amount of time you’ve actually worked. ₦1.7M. Seventeen months of her salary. And I sat there reading the email twice because surely there had to be a typo. Surely you meant 1–2 months? Surely there was a misplaced decimal point somewhere? But no. The audacity is sickening. You’re one month into a job. I barely know you. You’ve barely done anything tangible yet. We’re still at the stage where I’m trying to see if you even understand the role you were hired for. And somehow, in your mind, the most reasonable thing to do is to ask your employer to essentially bankroll the next year and a half of your life. And funnily enough, I haven’t even talked about 1/10th of the things I’ve experienced from employees. I even had to reach out to older people who run organizations to be sure I’m not doing something wrong, and each had crazy stories to tell. At a point last year, I began hiring more Indian talent, and so far, I haven’t seen this pattern come up. Sometimes, you just have to ask yourself where exactly we went wrong culturally. Because discipline, restraint, and professional boundaries shouldn’t be things you have to teach adults. If you’ve worked in a place for years and built trust, maybe we can have a conversation about advances, emergencies, and support. But one month? One month and you’re already treating your employer like a personal credit facility. And then people wonder why founders become extremely guarded over time. It usually gets to a point, guyss. What’s this madnesss?















