OKAMILEKAN

And that young man is done. I don’t have much to say, because no words can express how much love you have shown me, even before my NYSC journey. Funnily, during my NYSC you literally took the role of the federal government 😹. I mean, I was collecting allowance in two places. Thank you for all you do, sir. Thank you for the push, the love, and the support throughout this NYSC journey and in my life. You made it smooth and less anxious for me. I just can’t thank you enough. Guys, help me thank him, because this man carried me like his own blood. I don’t think one’s blood family could do more than this. I wish I could explain it all so you all would know the extent he put my mind at ease. You killed the anxiety in me. You literally made my prayer come true, as I used to say, “God, don’t shame me, don’t let my story or journey be like that of others.” And you served as my answered prayer. I won’t fail you by God’s grace, I won’t. I love you big time 🥰 May the Lord God bless you, keep you healthy, bless your offspring and any product that comes out of you. I appreciate you so much, sir.

How did you show up at the last wedding you attended? Pls don’t air me 🥹❤️

I’m Tomi, 25, a UNILAG graduate. My NYSC posting was to the Ministry of Education, Lagos Island. My heart dropped. I lived in Abule Egba with my aunt. Transport from Abule Egba to CMS cost ₦1,500–₦2,000 one way by danfo and bus, ₦3,000–₦4,000 round trip. Five days a week would mean ₦60,000–₦80,000 monthly. My allowance was ₦77,000. I’d have nothing left. Camp ended Friday. I was to resume Monday. I called my mum in Ibadan. “Mum, I can’t. After transport, I’ll have ₦0 for food. I’ll reject it.” She said, “Tomi, go on Monday. Don’t decide from fear.” Monday at 5:30 AM, I boarded a danfo. It cost ₦1,800 to CMS. I reached the Ministry at 10 AM, one hour late, sweaty, stressed, and ashamed. I was ready to be shouted at. Instead, the HOD, Mrs. Akin, asked, “Where do you stay?” “Abule Egba, ma.” She paused. “You people from the Mainland are suffering. Go to Room 12. We just started a hybrid team.” Room 12 had four other corps members. “You’ll come in only on Mondays and Wednesdays for meetings. Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays you work from home. We’ll give you a ₦10,000 monthly stipend for data.” Mondays and Wednesdays: ₦3,500 × 2 days × 4 weeks = ₦28,000. Allowance ₦77,000 + stipend ₦10,000 - transport ₦28,000 = ₦59,000 left for food, savings, and sending home. Month 2, Mrs. Akin said: “Your captions are good. My friend needs a social media manager for ₦90,000/month.” I took it. Month 9: Allowance ₦77k + side gig ₦90k = ₦167k/month. Last week of service, Mrs. Akin gave me a letter: “Communications Officer. ₦200,000/month. Resume after your service.” I moved out of my aunt’s to a flat in Yaba for ₦450k/year. I almost rejected the posting to Lagos Island. Now I’m glad the one that almost broke me is the one that paid me 🥹

Just look for clay mk U mould your own wife🥰

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Nigerians in Diaspora will never cease to amaze me. Minimum of 100 calls per day for N150,000 among other responsibilities? Is this not cheap labour?

Omg it’s raining babies this season oo❤️💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽….Temi Otedola also revealed her baby bump 😍😍😍💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽