Adebayo Olajide

"A girl I once loved left me for a richer man. Out of pain, I told her she would never find someone like me again". ~ Brain Jotter 🗣️ A few years later, I found out she had moved to the United States, got married to a more handsome man, and they were doing very well. Their children are American citizens, and they even own a successful company. That’s when I realized something important: in life, people will hurt you and still move on without consequences. Don’t sit around hoping something bad will happen to them - it won’t change anything. That friend who no longer has time for you because they’ve made money will likely keep progressing. So instead of focusing on others, focus on yourself. Get up, work hard, and build your own life. Nothing will happen to someone just because they refused to help you. — Brain Jotter

Last week, a man died because he was “right.” He was driving straight. His lane was clear. His speed was normal. He did nothing wrong. Then suddenly, a bus jumped the median without warning. The bus driver was wrong. Everyone agreed. But the man in the car was the one they buried. This is the first rule of defensive driving most Nigerian drivers don’t understand: Never assume the other driver will do the right thing. On Nigerian roads, assumptions can kill you. That driver in front of you without brake lights? He can stop suddenly. That okada rider squeezing between cars? He can fall. That truck with shaky containers? It can drop. That driver indicating left? He may still turn right. Defensive driving is not about proving you are right. It is about staying alive. Many drivers approach the road with pride. “If he tries nonsense, I will show him.” But defensive drivers approach the road with awareness. “If he tries nonsense, I will be ready.” The graveyard is full of drivers who had the right of way. Pride doesn’t stop accidents. Preparation does. The Federal Road Safety Corps can not sit beside every driver. So you must protect yourself. Slow down when you see danger early. Increase your distance. Watch behaviour, not signals. Expect mistakes. Because on Nigerian roads, the best driver is not the fastest. It is the one who arrives home. Drive safely

New format: A random guy to a car dealer. "Boss, please send me all the pictures of this car, VIN, send me everything." Car dealer: Sure chief, here. Sends thems. Random guy: Boss, how much last. Dealer: N15m. RG: Nice one chief, I'll get back to you. D: Okay.

There was a robbery incident that happened to my neighbour some time ago. The robbers hit their door, threatening to break it down if they didn’t open up, so the dad had no choice but to open it. Four rugged, armed men walked in and immediately ordered everyone out of the room to lie face down on the floor if they didn’t want to die. They all obeyed, including the little kids. But after a while, the children started arguing over space, saying “that’s my spot, I got there before you.” One of the robbers, who seemed like the boss, stayed back to guard them while the others searched the house. He got angry and shouted at the kids to lie down and close their eyes. A few minutes later, one of the little girls whispered to her brother to close his eyes or she would report him. Next thing, she stood up, walked up to the armed robber, tugged his trousers, and said, “Uncle armed robber, Junior is not closing his eyes.” Immediately, the other robbers both inside and outside burst into laughter. The one guarding them just stood there, shook his head, and then walked out. In a teary voice, he told the others to leave everything and go. They left the house without taking anything.

Nigeria is a reflection of the people in it. Someone shot his shot at Victor Osimhen for a jersey and even tagged a vendor. Osimhen saw it and said he’d personally send one. 
Then told the vendor to add 15 more jerseys for others. -That’s where it got interesting.- Immediately money entered, the story changed. The vendor suddenly said Osimhen told him to share it himself. 
He claimed he had already picked 15 people. —Then it got worse—
He called the same person who brought him the business a scam. From there, he tried to “negotiate”:
7 for the guy, 8 for himself. Greed, plain and simple. The guy refused and asked for all 15 jerseys as instructed. —Next thing— 
The vendor switched again.
Said the post was “stolen” and brought another person to justify it. —Now here’s the real problem— Instead of people calling out the wrong,
they started defending it. “Make una settle.”
“Na just jersey.”
“Let it go.” - Someone even offered to pay extra, 
rewarding bad behavior. And that’s when it becomes clear: We are not different from the people we complain about in power. —This is how it starts— 
small compromise, small dishonesty, small defense of wrong. Nigeria didn’t just become this way overnight. 
We built it, little by little, with everyday actions like this. Truth is, many people are only “good” because they’ve not had the opportunity to do worse. One day, we will have an honest conversation about the double standards on this TL. One day.

Until death removes you from this world, reset button is forever pressable.

Married for 20years 5 kids and a rich husband Her household has 7 cars She has a PhD Teaches quantum physics Rich, empowered, intelligent, accomplished, independent, mother of 5 Internet women are insulting her because she serves her husband. But they praise failed whores. 😁

You just have to wait

Without a doubt, it’s them ❤️

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If you see a diabetic developing serious symptoms (confusion, shaking, sweating) and you're not sure if it’s because of high/low blood sugar, give them some sugar first if they're still conscious while trying to get to the hospital. Low blood sugar kills fast but high blood sugar won't be significantly worsened by a small sugar dose. When in doubt, give sugar.

NEXT OF KIN" IS USELESS IN THE BANK. The real thing needed in the bank is 👇👇 If you díe today (God forbid), your “Next of Kin" will not have any access to the money in your account. So many Nigerians think that their next of Kin is the automatic heir to their accounts. But the TRUTH is that if your Next Of Kin is not a signatory to your account, and you don’t have a written will to determine that person’s legitimacy, the Person will not have access to that MONEY at all. Are you surprised....Sit down first See ehn your Bank will have to go through a process called A LEGAL PROBATE. This Probate Period helps them determine who gets the MONEY in your account. this is a very lengthy and expensive process. Even after the whole process is DONE, Your FAMILY will have to FORFEIT some very REASONABLE amount of the MONEY for LEGAL FEES. But if you want to avoid this, simply request for your Bank to give you something called a POD Form. What did I call it? POD 👍🏾 POD stands for "PAYABLE ON DEATH". The Name of The person you fill in that POD Form will determine who will get your MONEY. All the person needs to bring Is a Death Certificate to get that MONEY out. With a POD Form, you will save your FAMILY the stress of going through all that Lengthy Legal Process and even losing some MONEY to the Law. I just thought, I should let you have record of this important information

🇧🇷🗣️ Kaká: “When I arrived at Harvard University, I went into the classes believing I fully understood the cases. I read the material, drew my conclusions and thought I had everything clear. But when I sat in the room with more than 80 people from different fields — business, media, entertainment, sport — the discussion started and immediately went in a completely different direction. Inside I thought: ‘I know nothing. What I saw is only a small fraction of all this.’ That’s when I understood something no one tells you when you’re an elite athlete: we live in a bubble where we think seeing the game gives us a full perspective on life. At Harvard, each person brought a different point of view. That clash of perspectives opened my mind. That school forced me to listen, ask questions, and accept that my experience didn’t make me an expert. It taught me that talent can take you far, but intellectual humility allows you to grow.”

She took me to an expensive boutique, bought me clothes and shoes, got me an iPhone and even took me to a beautiful restaurant… Then she asked, ‘Baby, can we have sex now?’ My reaction:

Today, men decided to tweet like women I’ve compiled most of the hilarious ones here 🤣💔 If you’re having a bad day or night, check the thread 🧵

On today’s episode of my Uber experience: I picked up a Black American lady from the airport. She got into my car, and we started the trip. After a few minutes, she asked, “Where are you from? Your accent sounds different” I replied, “I’m Nigerian” She then asked how long I had been in the country. I told her, “Less than six months” The moment I said that, her tone changed. Omo she went off, saying things like: “How the fuck can you afford a car like this in less than six months?” “Why don’t you people stay in your own damn country?” “Y’all come here and take our jobs and resources…, making us jobless with no shit to do” I said: “excuse me” She said a lot of things… Then she noticed my dashboard camera recording and said, “I don’t care if you’re recording me. You can record all you want. Report my account if you like… I don’t fucking care” At that point, I chose to stay quiet. I didn’t respond or say anything to her. I just focused on driving and getting her to her destination safely, I just wanted to drop her off…. Because I don’t know why she’s unnecessarily upset My wife made sure I installed a dashboard camera before starting Uber. She said I will meet strange people while doing Uber, and this camera will be my life savior.

This is Ayomide Adetoro. He is passionately dedicated to sharing the gospel of Jesus Christ. One particularly striking and captivating thing he does is to pay the full fare for an entire bus, allowing every passenger to ride for free. Once the bus is full and the journey begins, he starts preaching to everyone on board, right up until they reach their destinations.

I spent 4 years paying my younger sister’s school fees. Every single kobo. The day she graduated, she gave the acknowledgement speech and thanked everyone except me. I sat in that hall and felt my soul leave my body 😭. When she got admission, things were tight at home. I had just started my first job. I told our parents, "Don't worry. I’ll handle it." And I did. Every semester. No breaks. There were months I was eating 0-1-0 so her account wouldn't run dry. I never told her. I didn't think I needed to. Graduation day, she looked beautiful. The first graduate in our family. I was prouder of her than I’ve ever been of myself. Then she got the mic. > She thanked God. (Fair). > She thanked our parents. (Expected). > She thanked her friends who kept her sane. > She even thanked her HOD. Then she sat down. My mother looked at me. I smiled and looked away, but the clapping felt like it was happening in a different room. I didn’t say anything that day. Or the week after. But something in how I moved changed. I stopped volunteering. Started waiting to be asked. Started noticing who actually noticed me. People say, "Don’t give to be recognized." I agree to an extent. But there is a thin line between not needing applause and being erased by the person you bled for. That's not humility. That's invisibility. We’re fine now. I brought it up six months later, calmly. She cried, and said she was nervous and blanked. Maybe. Maybe not 🤷 But I learned something either way. Sacrifice without communication creates invisible resentment. Tell people what you are carrying for them. Not to guilt trip them. But because silence makes martyrs, and martyrs make bitter people. This same dynamic shows up in dating every day. You’re playing the provider or the supporter in silence, while your partner thinks you're just an oil money that never runs dry. Stop accepting the bare minimum of gratitude. If they don't see the sacrifice, they won't value the person making it. Has someone ever made you feel invisible in a relationship after everything you did for them? Let’s talk below.👇

The difference is that a fat man knows that he’s fat. When we call our fat male friend names like biggie, opom, they answer, they also joke with it. A fat man will write “young biggie” at the back of his newly purchased jersey. Most fat men know it’s time to hit the gym. Fat men know the reality, they embrace it, they live with it. Now you see fat women, they create different phrases to keep being delusional. Names like, body positivity, plus-size, chubby. When in reality we all know that there’s nothing positive about being fat, we all know how dangerous it is to the health. Hit the gym today, Fatty

In 2018, I lost my job in Lagos. Hid it from family for 4 months. Every morning, dressed up, carried a laptop bag, and left the house like normal. Sat in a buka in Yaba with free Wi-Fi applying endlessly. One day, my dad called me aside. “I know you lost your job.” I froze. He said, “I didn’t want to shame you. A man feels small when he can’t provide.” Then he gave me ₦20k from pension, with his arthritis bills piling up. “Hold yourself. Don’t tell your mother.” I cried that night. Not for money. But for the quiet love protecting my pride. Two months later, a better job came. Now I pay all his bills. That ₦20k wasn’t cash. It was belief. And belief changes everything. Do you have moments when your parents stood by you?