Van Tobi

I earned per year £120k in the UK and I'm still broke.🇬🇧

Twenty years ago, Congolese man Guy Goma came into the BBC for a job interview but, in a now legendary case of mistaken identity, ended up live on the BBC News Channel. Speaking to BBC Africa, Guy explained how he managed to stay calm under the unexpected pressure of live TV.

Starting a new role in few weeks, been getting me so agitated but I'm just right here trusting God. 🙏

Comunicado Oficial 🚨 My King is here and he's perfect. 👶 Ecclesiastes 3:11 |My joy is so full.❤️

Some years ago, when I was a PA, my boss wanted to become the Minister for Petroleum of Nigeria. He was working with NNPC at the time, and the Vice-President was a fellow pastor in the same denomination whose campaign from church to church was facilitated by my boss After the Vice-President's swearing-in ceremony, my boss organized a dinner in honour of the Vice-President and the Special Adviser to the President on Media and Publicity at the time The event was held at the Lagos Intercontinental hotel, and at the time, I thought we were just honouring the grace of God in the lives of these two great products of the Nigerian church who suddenly found themselves in the corridors of power at the federal level. Weeks after the dinner, my boss began to lay out plans and designs to become a minister through the good office of the Vice-President He flew to Abuja every other week but was only allowed to see Mr Laolu, the PA to the Vice President. He knew the list of ministerial nominees was being compiled, but the man he wanted to see to push his case wouldn't grant him an audience. One day, he heard the man was in the RCCG camp for a service and decided to go and see him there. In order to look important, he told the driver and me to dress very well as we would be going to the Vice President. When we got to the entrance of the estate where the Vice President was staying in RCCG Camp, the security was very serious. They asked my boss if he had an appointment. He whisked out his phone like James Bond, opened the photo gallery, and tapped a picture of himself and the Vice-President. The security man looked at it and hissed! "Oga, does that look like an appointment letter?" He asked My boss tried to reason with the man "Just let me have five minutes with him, and I will be very grateful." The man looked at my boss and said, "Oga, clear out of here!" We turned around and returned to Lagos. The following Sunday, my boss began to preach and he began to say all sorts of negative things about the Vice President "We put him there, and he turned his back on us. He stopped picking up calls, and he now has more important people to attend to than those who helped him get to that position." My boss prayed and fasted. I knew he sent his CV and other materials to the Vice President, and he was very hopeful that he would get an appointment. Finally, judgment day arrived. Ministerial nominees were announced in The Sun Newspaper and other dailies My boss sent me to get copies He read the list of nominees over and over again. When he was done, he said, this man really didn't have any power in this government. Glorified spare tyre! From then he never spoke about the Vice President without bile and a lot of ill will. I learnt a lot from that experience.